Fall is beautiful. I mean the season 'Fall' just in case the negative connotation hit you first. Fall gives the creeps and the relief all the same to anyone averse to clutter. All trees put on this color show to begin with and burst into the warm half of the color wheel and then they wither and become like fritters and fall to the ground - the road, the lawn, the walkway, the rooftop gutter - no surface is spared! The leaves are ubiquitous. Suddenly drab brown, crisp leaves are spread like confetti all over.
ASMR loving humans would have a field day walking on these pathways - leaves crushing under feet while emitting sounds akin to the ones that emerge when eating potato chips. After a point, they start to bother you. And it's elbow grease to blow them off one's lawn and scoop them into the green waste. But then, the trees stand bare. Everything starts to feel empty in a very relieving way- kind of like a newly built home yet to be furnished. The air dons the fall scents, rich and crisp like the new crop of apples and pumpkins that emerge in the neighborhood market. Fall feels like the fresh page in the journal providing ammunition to a brain devoid of a theme or motivation to write. There's only one thing that keeps the tap dance on the keyboard going....the inclination.
When you show up
You don't quite show up!
You take away, or do you?
Transitioning into
The world famous
Most wonderful time of the year!
You have a split personality
Your temperatures fluctuating
Like the mood swings of a lady in her 40s.
Falling at your feet
I feign a verse
Don't laugh at my audacity!
Just join me in the allegory
While I sing your glory!
O Fall - my favorite season of all!
I am so glad to see you again.
Photo by 대정 김: https://www.pexels.com/photo/orange-trees-2734512/
