Sep 10, 2021
" F i n a lĀ B r e a t h "
As the sun on the horizon bids good night
and the leaves from the trees plunged into eternal sleep.
As the grass beneath my feet fell frigid
and as the sky turned to grey,
The undeviating feet of Nature, started to sway.
The alluring beauty of flowers on spring,
Altered so suddenly into autumn's ring.
As the limbs of its petals fell to rest,
Upon death's dancing fest.
Nature's course has began to change,
As she holds the ground until her death,
And takes her final breath.
What was once an enchanting thing,
Consumed entirely by its ending.
- E. Riz
