Untouched by the cruel fingertips of pacingtime
skipping seasons on a faulty balance
from spring to autumn you override
longing to take a walk
feel the chilled atmosphere
on an empty street
full of drained fragile leaves that fell
shadows of fading green
light brown colors and a grey sky
watching the leaves moving
lightly rising in the air
just centimeters off the ground
they seem to sense that
you want them to step aside
leave you a clear path
to continue your walk
that will fill your suitcase of melancholy
with new experiences
yet still the same emotions
are soothing the spirit
leaving you not empty but so calm
