Fiery leaves pose the fireworks of autumn,

Leaves flutter down uttering not a sound.

Everything holding its breath for things to come,

Crystal frost blanketing the woeful ground.

Thankfulness for the past, and times ahead;

All prepared to brave Winter’s precipice,

Prayers echo in the skies overhead,

Wrapping the world up in a sense of peace.

But hidden in disguise searches chaos,

Rippling the fabric of tranquility.

Worries whisper in creatures all across,

While hope blossoms with great ability;

In the changing course, this stay ever true,

Everything shifting, but breathtaking view.