Here dawns the Fall
Where the Leaves leaving the tree
As if they had not known each other
Deep inside me creeping the solitude fear.
Whether the trees shed the leaves
Or the leaves abandon the tree
Some far flung birds chirping this psalm
Tomorrow they’d have to search for the alm’.
Time races relentlessly,
As if nothing might endure.
Leaves clinging to the tree yester
May be blown by the aghast winds.
Wanderer by Nature…..