Shades of Solitude

In whispers low, the fall does speak,
Of crimson leaves and mountain's peak.
Beneath the vast, expanding sky,
In solitude, my heart and I.

The golden sun dips low, retreats,
Casting shadows, long and sweet.
The cool breeze sings a lullaby,
In solitude, my heart and I.

The cycle of the seasons, clear,
Brings reflection on the year.
A time for self, to inwardly pry,
In solitude, my heart and I.

Amidst the chaos, a serene pause,
Nature's laws, the only cause.
A moment caught in time's own sigh,
In solitude, my heart and I.

As leaves turn from green to gold,
A story of life, gently told.
A reminder that all things must die,
In solitude, my heart and I.