Sunday, January 20, 2013
Winter Comes Next To Fall
Always winter, the brother of other seasons, comes after fall(autumn) with fallen leaves flying here and there and spreading on the ground like stars fall from the sky and in every fallen leaf there is something written hiding secrets of the tree itself or perhaps a tale in its yellow shape. Perhaps I share one of these fallen leaves a story about myself. I don't know, but I guess everyone has a tale or a story If he can read the fallen leaves well. Everyone must read his fallen leaf as he likes. Always fall comes before winter and winter comes next to fall. All seasons are nature's lovely and sweet kids and the different faces of nature's smiling or weeping face. Always fall comes first, next winter, then spring, and finally summer.
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Fall, though windy and rough, comes first and sweet with its fallen leaves on the ground.