Autumns Glory

Autumns glory 

Dappled sunlight shines through braches,
The west wind of Zephyrus blows.
Concrete rivulets circle grassy islands
As nature prepares to doze.

Music and laughter drift on the air
Weaving a spell of mirth,
And like silhouettes of Vulcan’s blaze;
Autumn stars fall to the earth.

Pan dances through the trees
Adding his tune to the air.
Velvet leaves glide to the land,
No hope, no life, no care.   

In autumns mottled rainbow; 
Of russet, amber and umber.
The Horae turn the seasons
And the land drifts into slumber.

Autumn glory of the present
Of the future and the past.
The natural magic of the earth
The colours fading fast.