In the dance of twilight, leaves whisper secrets,
Golden hues adorn the silent ground,
Each fallen leaf a story of the season,
A gentle farewell, a quiet descent.
The breeze carries tales of yesteryears,
Rustling softly through the ancient trees,
A symphony of colors in the fading light,
Nature’s embrace, tender yet profound.
Beneath the canopy, shadows intertwine,
Memories etched in the amber glow,
Leaves flutter like whispers in the wind,
Ephemeral moments in the autumn’s flow.
As the horizon blushes with the setting sun,
Leaves settle, kissed by the evening dew,
In their stillness, a serene reminder,
Of the beauty in letting go, anew.