Whispers of Autumn Grace

As I bid farewell to Autumn… I shall miss this beautiful last display…

WHISPERS OF AUTUMN GRACE

In courtyardโ€™s calm, red maple leaves cascade,

Lacy whispers of autumnโ€™s gentle grace.

Each leaf, a fleeting life, in silence laid,

In falling, finds its timeless, sacred place.


Seasons turn, yet harmony remains,

The wisdom of the earth in crimson shown.

Natureโ€™s cycles, beauty in its veins,

In quiet descent, the Dao is known.

Master Boon๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿ’œ

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