As leaves descend in golden dance,
The whispering wind begins its trance.
Trees clad in hues of amber light,
Prepare for winterâs quiet night.
Beneath the boughs, the shadows play,
In fleeting moments of the day.
The earth adorned in colors bright,
Bids farewell to the sunâs delight.
Crisp air wraps around the soul,
As nature takes its wondrous stroll.
The harvest moon in grand display,
Guides the dreams that gently sway.
In every breath, a story told,
Of autumnâs magic, pure and bold.
A seasonâs end, yet lifeâs refrain,
In autumnâs heart, we find our gain.