Mystical Autumn, arriving with bliss,
More like the season with holiday spirit.
Carrying “Stories” throughout the year,
Nature is assembling them all in “here’’.
Falling leaves signifying the essence of “Mortality’’,
Within us, a dance of “Curiosity”.
On a windy day, collecting the falling pieces of the leaves,
Welcoming the quintessence of year’s memories.
You declutter your worries a little;
Coffee mugs, Deep thoughts, and blissful walks.
Looking at the yellow path during the hours of dusk.
Until Autumn arrives, you don’t realize it.
How lovely it is to let the “dead” things go?
While you learn from your mistake and “grow”.
Smiling at yourself while writing your own “tales of autumn”
