Can you hear the murmuring sound?
The yellow, orange leaves are falling on the ground.
Have you noticed the shortening of the duration of the day?
The refreshing breeze focuses the crisp fall mystery on the hay.
Yeah, finally the Autumn bell is ringing on your threshold,
The passing of the year is not too hot or too cold.
With its abundance beauty,
Fulfillment, richness, wisdom, and maturity,
with warm and vibrant colours, the landscape is richer.
Laying rare carpet beneath the trees without a care.
The dominant earthy smells of the Fall,
creating the classic musky sweet change of mood.
Sunny, warm weather harmonize the revival,
with the fragrance of spiritual festivals in full bloom.
The fruits and food seem ripe and tastier.
A serene romantic ambience created with the essence of beautiful flowers.
The Autumn is the image of preservation and protection,
acknowledging growth, comfort, balancing natural evolution.
~Mondira Ganguly
Bangalore, India
Beautiful poem
Beautiful poem by you mandy
Lovely poem… creates such a vivid image in mind…