Chilled hush enfolds misty woodland,
Feathered summer guests have gone,
Quietude reigns until raucous raven band
Declares any heaviness of heart undone.
Rejoice, they squawk, adorned in gold,
Delight in crimson splash on nearby ridge,
Discover frosted fields in realm age-old
And lovers in embrace on covered bridge.
Treasure promises of abundant spring,
Recall midsummer lightning bug romance,
Hold dear Harvest Moon merrymaking
And mindful surrender of self to life's dance.
Fear not, take wing in shadowless silence, alas,
Pulchritude endures in withered leaf and grass.
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| Shadowless Silence |
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