Hush is the Autumn breeze,
Tame is the rippling rivers
Among the evening tide, larks made their
journeys of return through dappled clouds.
Dots of black across rosy-bush
Brushes the heavens, sailing upon
Streaks of jagged gold.

Star- kissed diamonds arouse,
Song-birds concealed behind russet leaves
Bidding their farewell to the distant sun
Underneath the puzzles of colours.
Nature greets sweet midnight melodies,
Upon the whispering trees and gushy streams,
A familiar rhythm hums on for centuries.