In the quiet rustle of falling leaves,
A symphony of amber whispers sings,
As golden hues dance in the gentle breeze,
Autumn awakens with the touch of wings.

The air is crisp with October’s breath,
A tapestry woven of scarlet and gold,
Each moment a fleeting, beautiful death,
Stories of seasons in colors unfold.

Beneath the canopy of fiery glow,
Paths carpeted in russet and tan,
Dreams of summer fade, surrendering slow,
To the embrace of autumn’s gentle plan.

In this serene and transient embrace,
Nature’s art paints a vivid goodbye,
A reminder of time’s unrelenting pace,
Till winter’s chill fills the waiting sky.