Amber Days of Autumn
Incumbent summer days
bleed vapid ichor in recession,
upon the arid soil
in ceremonial concession,
to announce their ending reign
and precipitate succession
of amber days of autumn
in a vibrant coronation.
Heaven crowns the season
with ultraviolet restoration,
delivering ambrosia rain
for harvest preparation.
A newly-quenched earth
throws loamy spores in celebration,
while lungs breathe deep
the sharp scent of transformation
and eyes behold the solar hues;
a spectral affirmation.
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