Autumn By the Window

The day seemed so blurry, the dwelling felt vacant and nonchalant feeling an ocean of tears pent~up inside him he stepped out to feel the blow of the open season looking out through the window, in the midst of the square laid a huge tree. Impassioned from a distance, the tree seemed lifeless a sense of nostalgia overwhelmed him as the leaves fell leaving it nude But the streets were colourful the sky was grey he felt a tight string in his abdomen attempting to relate, by adding an ingredient of connection the tree blew a whisper, autumn is here. and to every whisper it blew, a leaf fell Autumn is here, I seem pale and dry this is a rebirth. tomorrow winter will be here I will have my clothes on, I will blossom again Nature is receptive to change. Understand the circle of life, then you would have broken out of loneliness and isolation.