Autumn - Diathra

Autumn, your foliage falls in slow dance turning

Infinite flying from the ancient trees

And rolling in emerald green grass

Gradually dies

And in fact, all seemed colorful recently

And among fading dying beauty

I saw all your endless despair

All your bottomless sorrow

You cover the tired ground

With foliage

And mysteriously embracing me

You kiss so passionately, and temping

And I would like to be with you only