The Inner Peace of Autumn

There goes a caressing autumn breeze. Shorter days calm our hearths and the bees. The miracle of brighter red hues When the sky has the cloudy blues. The contrast of reddish-brown leaves To the dark grey clay under our heals. Green overgrown façades turning red – What placating places to go to bed. Spring and summer blossoms Give the palette of thousands of shades, While autumn’s tints are mellow – The sisters of orange, red and yellow. The stern defiance of the river Despite the changes even to quiver. There goes a caressing autumn breeze. Shorter days calm our hearths and the...