bright lights, red leaves,
how nice the breeze
blue skies, fine sounds,
tickling winds
and are those pine trees standing still?
breathe in, breathe out
smooth scents above
hold your tears falling
to the ground
I see that man raising your hand
but I’m not
was it bright?
like it is
or was it light?
like the feather
bright lights, red leaves,
how nice the breeze
and this fall
is hurting more
and I will fall
alone here
bright lights, red leaves,
how nice the breeze
blue skies, fine sounds,
tickling winds
and are those pine trees standing still?