Dashing from a breezy summer,
Fleeing from a mighty wind,
Calmer in motion, never in slumber,
Autumn's cycle begins.
Moving through each season,
Evolving from many degrees,
Each ray of sun, stands with reason,
As we gather Autumn's leaves.
Blessed with each encounter,
Transformed from on high,
We sigh in awesome wonder
As Autumn draws nigh.
Unfolding now unto its own,
It is what it is!
Hues of beauty, strikingly known,
Is Autumn's gift to give.