Tripping Into Fall

The Summer leaves once lush and plump with olive sheen and whitened veins are discolouring in the fall, Hanging with fragility on thinning stems as Autumn breezes through translucent foliage and to the sky viewed open canopy, For now they're colouring my eyes bursting into golden orange and flamboyant reds from natures rainbow coat, But soon the exotic hues will fade and turn a lifeless russet, Free falling to the leave filled ground, the carpet of despair, Lured by the seasonal changeling and it's mesmerising swan song, They'll sadly swirl and crackle as in pain before dancing headlong into the fires of the night, Then take a darkened earthy form laying on the Autumnal pyre.