Love's Autumn
when the once vibrant colors fade and fall away
leaving a spirit bare, naked before the world
exposed, bereft, alone
It is a time of endings
of letting go, ever loved and yet lost
No trick, nor promise shall delay it's coming
Never forget it is only one season
one tilt of thy world
It is right to mourn a garden adored
A trust given, love grown reedy
pruned by unfaithful hand
Let the barren seed be lost to the winds
It is no loss to learn a truth
Illusion is a false flower
let it die
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