Autumn...

Autumn shows us how beautiful it is to let things go
Amidst a riot of colors we disregard the imminent end..
Soon enough that which is precious and gave us joy lies in wake...forgotten...shed off
And all remains barren for time unknown..
But then for spring to knock and gift a new lease of life
The old has to be forsaken 

So what if the sight of gnarly branches brings forth a sense of melancholy?
They once bore flowers..the essence of good times...of wonder...of love
And when it is time again...tiny green would peep out of brown barks
And set the forest on a fresh new fire of beauty untold yet witnessed over millennia..
But first...let us live the autumn...for it is not spring yet...