The transition from summer to fall mark another year of beautiful memories. They are memories that make me yearn for another fall, memories that have almost a magical touch. Somehow every year, fall sets the tone for the prospective future. It marks another transition for a year of experience, learning and vitality. For me, fall marks perfection. The passion and love surrounding this season makes it well worth enduring those especially cold and rainy days.
In the heart of man
lies a genuine love for
the crisp clear air on mountaintops
filled with willowing and trembling embers
of the burnt earth
of the fallen sun
of the fleeting green
not all things have to go, however
life only blooms
and fall
is
rebirth
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
