An autumn dream in abstract forms,
Where fiery hues of orange, red, and gold,
Cascade like whispered secrets through the trees,
Their gentle arcs and swirls a dance of leaves,
On canvas deep with earthy browns and greens.
Light dappled soft through branches weaves,
A tapestry of movement, depth, and grace,
Hints of blue and purple, whispers of the breeze,
Cool air of fall, a tender, crisp embrace.
In this serene yet vibrant autumn scene,
Nature’s fleeting beauty, timelessly serene.