Autumn transitions to winter
Leafless trees are nearly bare
As faeries dance in Autumn
And ready to dance again
A rushing blue bolt of water
Moves through a stream's bed
Faeries provide tender care
Working with love, happily
Reminding the forest
That life is so fair
Singing with joy
The land is listening
Healing earth
And her inhabitants
No leaves left
Upon the cold surface
Nor can be found
Any other nature debris
The waters move
And flow, glistening
Providing beauty
Dwelling in serenity
A foreboding frost might fall
The gray cold is in the air
The Faeries happily dance
They exist to act to prepare
As ever, Winter will come
Memories of the green shed
As each new season is begun
Every change
Every phase
Bears a legacy
Not a burden
It is a gift
Crafted expertly
By the creator's hand
This living world has purpose
The temperatures will descend
Then the blue bolt will freeze
The living world enters dream
The living creatures sleep
And the scene so lovely now
Will be amplified in beauty
As frost and snows come
Crafted in excellence
The new season begun
