transience

October sentiment

rusty petals

slightly cover

the dormant soil

---

I hear them

decompose

beneath

my ruthless step

---

the concave sound

of impending absence

decayed flowers

extending

black blossoms

towards a decreasing sun

---

starving

for nurturing

vigor

---

their brittle frames

shivering

from the gentle touch

of hibernal cold

a faint ray

of autumnal glance

elusively caressing

---

my skin

thirsty for

smothering faith

---

voraciously

soaks in

the promise

of resurrection

as I walk

through a scenery

of golden foliage

dripped from bare branches

---

the bittersweet taste

of transience

moistens my lips

---

I feel

winter‘s chill

coming closer

the fading smell

of burnt leaves

fills the lush

October air

---

aureate particles

dancing

in a radiating swirl

---

wrapping me up

in delicate coziness

---

my body longs

for hibernation