On Autumn Leaves

Their rustling becomes forgot part of past; No pleasant environment can everlast, Days of fall for reason their shade o'ercast, So, we can clearly observe the contrast. Nature has innate desire for rebirth; No creature is nominated for mirth; Everything, for measured time, has it's worth; All is destined to be a part of earth. These leaves had just a nine months duration, Each feather has time for aviation. Rose, at last, loses it's beauty; scatters Old mountain can't withstand time and clatters Snowy glacier though firm, at last shatters Everything is void, just nothing matters April 03, 2022