A blurry morning breaks in my heart
like a shy sun over a battlefield
after a long absence of light
and a carpet of leaves
lies at my feet...
'It's Autumn again'; he said to me
'celebration of rust and copper
nature's majestic symphony
when colours invade
the cosmos'...
The lonesome path towards the woods
inhabited by acorns and leaves,
trees and stones-all set
in harmony..you see
Autumn again.
Verily, a fine depiction of Autumn and the emotional backup....10
Beautifully done.so nice to read poems like these, that comes from a natural gifted writer. so serene, so fecund.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a lovely, descriptive piece of poetry, well done.