What Is Autumn?

By Vishakha Gazmer

What is autumn?

A beautiful bride in drapes of red,

A fiery passion graces her bare skin,

The fire-orange lights up her path,

She walks, she treads carefully.

She bewitches the grassland and charms the fields,

She casts a spell o’er the green and entrances the brilliant blossoms;

“Will you not come with me?” says she.

The valley, the grassland, the leaves, the flowers all enraptured in her

beauty then follow her; to the neverland of winter.

By Vishakha Gazmer