Leaves are silently falling
A sea of butterfly rippling
How I want to lie down
on the sea of autumn
Recalling the dry land
I've ever walked through, and
those who cannot be forgotten
as well the fine scenery in my mind
Memorizing the persons I loved, and
those to whom I haven't said thanks
Finally let me hold the last marigold
Falling into my nearly faded dream
It's so enjoyable reading this piece, its soft tenderness and sadness haunt me hither and thither till my own autumn dream takes me flee.
Your closing lines are the perfect ending because they capture the last brilliance of things in bloom before they will succumb to autumn and fall. And you see yourself falling in a metaphorical way which links you spiritually with the season of thing falling into dormancy or death and in your human case, falling into a NEARLY FADED DREAM. This poem both relives your past but also projects into the future. This theme fits a season like autumn which is a brief transition time between BIG summer and HUGE winter.
The theme of autumn is endless. The charm of autumn is never faded in a poet's eyes. Your comment is so beautiful with the broad sense. Thank you as usual.
Hi Cigeng, A poem of magical images; very fascinating. Exquisite work. Congrats.10++
A mesmerizing piece. A sea of emotions from a poetic heart...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely poem, Autumn is a wonderful season full of colour and change.
Thank you Christopher for your nice comment on autumn. It's a season for poetry.