Autumn Arrival

Now, as the rain falls in tiny droplets on the ground and the breeze is wafting scents of petrichor, a soothing oil released by dried decaying plants that longed in thirst for reprieve from the burning heat; only the rush of wind hustled high in the tree tops sings brushing gently the leaves upon each branch pining in oaken roasted acorns and chestnuts, pinging and popping on the sun drenched fires of autumn. Teasing and tantalized the senses breathe in deeply the musk of the forest where leafy residue, pine needles and fronds pale in the rise of autumn cascading arrivals. Coated foliage colored rainbows lilt hues of yellows, orange and reds, disfigured curls browning in the last of summer heat to welcome and bare the mighty sheaths and torsos that the forest leaves behind in memory of spring. An equinoctial sundial marking the trajectory of earth and sun the rise and fall of time and space upon the earthen realm of seasons change greeting autumn, goodbyeing summer, fireside winter hibernation.