
Plentiful, abundant is the forest
Autumn hails as the air turns cool
Breaking the cycle of life
Starting the period of death
Leaves falling, raining down
Eloquent with color and hues
Embellished with texture
Feel the waxy leaves, the red veins
Leaves blanket the ground
Decaying, their nutrients are absorbed
Feel the soil, the cool heavy loom
Rich in blackness, abundant in life
Quiet the forest is now, preparing
Winters sleep turns the corner
Resting for work hard pressed
To awaken refreshed to begin again