Ethereal Autumn

I reason out the drip-dried lakes in the modifying clime When I flowed the dawning dew in the praising sky, I promised to sojourn the supernal time When I choired with the migrating birds in the autumn dry. I look for the diurnal stars in the sidereal time When I see the clear blue sky, I opine the cosmo alike the paradise When I breathe the aura in the autumn dry. I reason out the falling leaves in the cone-bearing streets When I zest under the insolated sky, I smell the parterre alike the eden When I aught to scent the rose in the autumn dry. I look for the silver lining in the cotton clouds When I fly to reach the hued sky, I worded the ambiance alike the promised land When I greeted the fetes in the autumn dry.