In the gentle hush of autumn’s breath,
Leaves turn to whispers, a soft-spoken wreath.
Golden paths where sunlight weaves,
Through the canopy of dreaming trees.

The air, a tapestry of crisp delight,
Carries the scent of earth’s twilight.
Shadows dance in fading light,
As day gives way to the velvet night.

A symphony of colors in the sky,
As birds trace patterns, they fly high.
The earth dons her cloak of amber glow,
In the quiet grace of evening’s flow.

Beneath the stars, the world sighs,
Wrapped in the warmth of autumn skies.
With every leaf that gently falls,
Nature’s lullaby softly calls.