They fly their colors brightly
Reds, yellows, mingling evergreens.
Brilliant are the colors that fall…
Winds weave branches
Entwining to make distinctive timbres
Awakening their magical music
Fairies and goblin stories
Adding their charm
Culminating the season…
Yes, Autumn, she waves her colors boldly
The cost of her plumage is death
But life will return.
It is the wave of life: death and rebirth.
Color and boldness
Fading and dying.
The cost of living
Brilliant and bold – until lights fade
And the next generation explodes.
Be bold while you may!
Be brilliant while you may!
Soon, the candle fades –
Live NOW.
Our lives are but a breath, a season…
Like autumn waves…
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