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.