With a warm richness of color,
Red and gold replacing lush green,
Trees burn their brightest in the fall.
Soon the leaves will drop revealing
Bare branches; the semblance of death
As life retreats from limbs to heart.
But the embers still glow inside,
Waiting to rekindle the fire
And be born anew with the spring.
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Beautiful. I love the visual this gives me and the feeling too. I love the fall.
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Thank you Bird. It's one of my favourite times of year too – I love the rich colors and the crisp clarity of the morning air. There's the feeling of a last vibrant burst before everything falls asleep through the winter to await the reviving warmth of the spring sun.
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