Autumn In the Wood

I will enter the quiet wood, On the rustling leaves I will dance, I will watch the Godhood, I will prance to the autumn’s romance. I will wear a colorful dress, I will mix up myself with the leaves, I will hear what wind says, I will feel the tender breeze. I will see a birch in gilding, A maple in its nice crimson, A spiders beautiful sewing Created with Gods benison. The Sun will play with the dewdrops, The leaves will dance rock and roll. Feeling desirable aromas of hops The autumn will be a droll. I will be fascinated by the autumn’s beauty Where only peace and harmony are on duty. ©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine) For Russell Sivey contest "Up in the Autumn Air" 26/10/2012