The days get shorter,
The air is cool,
Vibrant colors flow
As leaves rustle.
The landscape changes,
Streams softly wind,
Mirroring the sky,
Reflecting beauty.
In quiet moments,
The mind finds peace,
As the world slows,
And time seems to cease.
Birdsongs fill the air,
Gentle, sweet, and clear,
A melody of life,
As autumn draws near.
Between the tall trees,
Light fragments fall,
Dancing on the ground,
In patterns small.
Seasons shift like tides,
And with them, hearts sway—
Emotions grow and fade,
Like night becoming day.
Memories transform,
Like leaves of an ancient tree,
Changing their hues,
In the winds of eternity.
As we move forward,
Transformation arises,
Time shapes us anew,
And reveals new surprises.
Original Poem by David Kausek 2024
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