The transition from summer to fall mark another year of beautiful memories. They are memories that make me yearn for another fall, memories that have almost a magical touch. Somehow every year, fall sets the tone for the prospective future. It marks another transition for a year of experience, learning and vitality. For me, fall marks perfection. The passion and love surrounding this season makes it well worth enduring those especially cold and rainy days.

In the heart of man

lies a genuine love for

the crisp clear air on mountaintops

filled with willowing and trembling embers

of the burnt earth

of the fallen sun

of the fleeting green

not all things have to go, however

life only blooms

and fall

is

rebirth

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.