
It is fall,
We stand naked and tall.
Wish like you, we could immediately order and wear new clothes,
But we have to wait till spring to get our new robes.
Till then when you look, you can imagine us in many roles.
A modern art, bald damsel, lovers in embrace or depressed Souls.
With new Leaves we would definitely look colourful,
Though now we are bare and boring, yet our Soul is beautiful.
Look at us and take the message, Life is never static.
Happiness, sadness, colours, darkness alternate and nothing is erratic.
Guchi.