Flames of Fall
Yes it's exciting sometimes, and then it becomes overwhelming all over again. Maybe let's take it easy, sometimes all we need are the wings of leaves, maple and cider :))) Within these cerulean welkin that surround us Is it possible to spend days and nights without fuss? The ambition and zeal might be at the zenith of time But how palpable are these, substantial or mimes? A thousand things we wish to do and savour But is rest inactivity or to our minds a favour That the clock is ticking and the metamorphosis pronto Lucid when one gets over it’s just a spree of hopping into This uncertainty of a quagmire that embellishes us The refulgence of the Auroras that are so delirious The crackle of yellow leaves that adorn the streets As a spring song so subtle, yet subduing the kohinoor antiques For sure the road is tough, dusty, snowy maybe meandering Yet the sun always rises, with squirrels and birds bantering With glaring hope and ecstasy that this new day brings Can we move mountain...