Crimson Leaves

Fortitude in which we seek
Softly whispered murmurs speak
Through the valley wars are waged
Passed the weeds and gentle sage

Mingled leaves among the grass
Drenched in sunlights aftermath
Vibrant reds and tangerine yellows
Humbled that it seems so mellow

Crimson leaves around the trunks
Thunder rumbles at the levy
Swirl of wind around your feet
Pleasant scent the rain smells sweet

Snow filled clouds appear in sight
Quest I bid in you goodnight
Shall we dream in restless scenes
Echoed whisper so serene