"do you need company?"     leaves in the shades  of  bronze and rust concealed  the  earth's expansion. seasonal  autumnal zephyrs  played with  those that withered,  lifting them to greater heights,  making  the  dead feel hope as they fly above. of sunset  and  flames  was  the sylvan  glade. marvelous  for the eye to see, what sight of warmth and mirth before the glacial and treacherous winter. cloaked  in   shadows  was  the  silhouette at the center of nature's festivity of change. he was a sudden emptiness, a sudden sorrow, within the joy.