Green Thoughts in Autumn

As I wander through the umbrageous grove, where verdant foliage begins to fade, and golden light, in languid beams, doth move, I find my thoughts, like nature, overgrown, with cares and longings that, like leaves, are shed, and in their place, a sombre hue is thrown, like twilight’s shadow on the forest bed,

Yet, in this season of decay and death, I find a beauty that doth still persist, a beauty that, like embers, glows beneath the ashes of what once was green and vibrant, and in its warmth, my heart doth find a breath, that stirs the memories of love and joy, and all the moments that I have employed,

In contemplation of the passing years, and all the things that time and fate have brought, I find a sense of peace, a sense of tears, that, like the autumn rain, doth wash away the sorrows of the past, and brings to stay a sense of calm, a sense of endings dear