I’m walking through autumn
Over the dry leaves,
I discover the time
In their whispers,
And the season
In their falling...
A breeze of wind arouses
The voice of trees
In perfect resonance
With the melancholy
Of my soul…
A bold sunlight slinks,
Throughout the withered
Yellow-brown,
Giving colors brilliance
And life...
It's a sensation of floating
In an endless dream,
A special world
Veiled in mystery,
Where every falling leave
Tells in a rustle language,
About human steps
Through life, through time, through autumn….