MID-AUGUST

Amidst the green

the breeze carries

the crisp, cold whisper

of the coming autumn;

more bitter winds

to rip the then faded leaves

to cold and wet ground.

The days are growing short,

the thirsty soil shall

have its fill

and the leafs

their brilliant colours

crowned with frost.

But now, dusty earth

carries bright green foliage

with the breeze whispering

of the long dark months.

18.08.2018