Autumn: the season of change
As the tangerine Sun waved a goodbye,
seated on the porch, I smiled as a reply,
wrapped in the cozy layers of memories,
flipping the sepia-tinted album of imageries,
& revisiting the scrapbooks kept in the drawers,
lost in thoughts of fun-filled yesteryears,
the years of youth will never return now,
the layers of wrinkles will never disappear now,
my forlorn heart, aches & pain within surfaces,
a silent tear, drops as the russet leaves from the tree fall,
a harbinger of change, this season has a message for all,
magical autumn beckons & a consciousness dawns
change is the only constant that the Universe truly conspires,
death can be a new beginning if truly embraced,
the amber-stained change can also be celebrated!