When The Fall Comes
 I feel like weeping with  the trees… 
Yet my heart pours of delight.

All the falling leaves,
spectacle of colour and beauties,
Spread through my heart and soul all the pureness  of this world..
A world of innocence…

Fresh wind foreshadows (portends) the winter
Calm and sober
It is the season of solitude.

A quiet lake,
I see white swans…
I can sense their peace.
Innocence.

Holy.
The sun baths me with its warmness and tenderness
Perfection
I feel like I could stay here forever…

All the dazzling leaves... They are dancing to me!
A delicate, yet mournful dace… They’re falling.
Renovation.
The season of rebirth.

The fall it’s a perfect season to journey into ourselves. It is my favourite season in all its aspects. I can perceive myself much more. It’s not cold neither hot, it’s a perfect balance. And above else, it’s beautiful! All the colourful leaves... It’s amazing, it dazes me.