DRIFTING THROUGH AUTUMN'S EMBRACE

As foliage begin their descent, a crisp breeze whispers through the trees. It brings with it the smell of decay and promise for weeks to come. The heavens above are painted a canvas of golds, oranges, reds. Like wisps of smoke drifts across this shifting vista, a ballet of darkness and day. It's a epoch for introspection, for searching solace in t