Autumn The Cruel

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Autumn the Cruel
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It is the most sly
The most cruel of all seasons
As it teases the jaded
Tired boned
Melancholic spiritus mundi
With it,s proud majestic grandeur
And uses it,s golden brown light
To shield from saddened eyes
The onset of final winter;
It sprinkles thoughts of past springtime youth
And warm summer ecstasies
Those breathless silent sensual loves
This season shows no mercy
As it,s ever changing climes
Ring like the chimes of a clock of body time
Which is slowly winding down
With no button for rewind
This time reminds us of our fragile mortality
And span on earth
A brief flash of light
Between two eternal darknesses
Eyes stare at the beauty in nature
Filling with tears yet
We shudder at thoughts of this season
The cruellest season which is
Autumn;