Folds of Autumn Some seasons arrive softly— in a lingering moon, distant birdsong, and memories that blush across the horizon. And when the ...
A little meditation on autumn winds, where nature’s music turns into a metaphor for love, renewal, and the quiet breath of life.
winds sing
winds chime in parks
winds tickle withered leaves
winds scatter the seeds of our love
winds breathe
Linking with W3 Prompt #231: Wea’ve Written Weekly
Welfare unto all
Rab Rakha
Rustles of Autumn
A cozy autumn Kouta capturing golden leaves, crackling hearths, rustling foliage, and the season’s beautifully rebellious spirit.
amber glow in hearty hearths
leaves become golden
loud rustles of foliage
rebellious autumn
Welfare unto all
Rab Rakha
