Crimson storm sweeps over green
Fiery leaves aglow
Dancing to the waltz of the wind
Unpredictable symphony
Cast across the land
Rapidly changing nature
Pricked by frosty finger
The clock of change is ticking
Night sky ablaze of red
Beautiful to my eyes
The morning light so secret
Under mysterious silver cloud
That flows across the ground
Covered by a gentle shroud
My heart it beats so proud
A treasure I have found
Naked bare towers
Decaying roots of life
Crying out for waters touch
Pleasant summers passed
Flowers blown away
A hidden gem unknown
Nothing is so beautiful
As misty autumn days
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