AUTUMN MORNING
by Agatha Eliza Laposi
A blurry morning breaks in my heartlike a shy sun over a battlefieldafter a long absence of lightand a carpet of leaveslies at my feet...
'It's Autumn again'; he said to me'celebration of rust and coppernature's majestic symphonywhen colours invadethe cosmos'...
The lonesome path towards the woodsinhabited by acorns and leaves,trees and stones-all setin harmony..you seeAutumn again.
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