Reflections in the Autumn Air

When twilight brushes the canopy's crest,
And leaves embroider the earth's soft bed,
The autumn air, in silent jest,
Whispers secrets, softly said.

Under the moon's gentle, guiding light,
The shadows dance, and the spirits lift,
Reflecting life beyond the night,
In the quiet moments, time adrift.

The world, a canvas of fire and gold,
Tales of the seasons, boldly told,
A symphony of colors, bright and bold,
In the autumn air, our dreams unfold.

So here I stand, under the expanse,
Where the moonlight and the silence dance,
Finding peace in the autumn's glance,
In every leaf's flutter, a chance.

To embrace the calm, the soul's delight,
In reflections of the day into night,
Luna's beams cast the world in light,
Revealing beauty, hidden from sight.