The Flash of Fall Colors
Golden leaves drift on autumn’s breeze,
A flash of hues in bright array,
Nature’s brush paints trees with ease.
Crimson, amber, the senses tease,
A riot in a fleeting stay,
Golden leaves drift on autumn’s breeze.
Sunlit crowns like fiery seas,
Colors dance in a final play,
Nature’s brush paints trees with ease.
Beneath the oak, the time will freeze,
Each leaf a gem, a fleeting ray,
Golden leaves drift on autumn’s breeze.
The forest hums, the senses seize,
In every shade, the colors sway,
Nature’s brush paints trees with ease.
Autumn's touch, a swift release,
Before it fades, it steals the day,
Golden leaves drift on autumn’s breeze,
Nature’s brush paints trees with ease.
Meaning
“The Flash of Fall Colors” celebrates the vibrant explosion of autumn’s hues, capturing the fleeting beauty of nature as it swiftly changes before the onset of winter.
Inspiration Behind
I was moved by the vivid display that autumn brings, a spectacle of colors that never lasts long but leaves a lasting impression. Each leaf seemed to tell a story, a flash of brilliance before it’s gone.
