Glowing trees

2016

Last autumn šŸ‚

The arm of autumn that extends

Into depth of the forest, in order to weave

The beautiful goodbye is about to come

Warping the colors and turning them to bright

The oldest trees sparkle with light

Resembles the spring in its birth

The trembling arm of autumn that spans

Touches the soul that longs to the humidity

Moves the heart in order to sing

When the wind plays on the string

The scattered clouds in the way to gathering

To wage the first attempt of the rain

To wash up the land for the whiteness to wear

For lights of Christmas that will be born

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