Glorious Nigh

By Seren   

Mother Nature is previewing and teasing
with her next big production, her annual
artistry that invokes all the senses and
fine tunes the brush strokes that dance across
her canvas
The gloriousness of her magic palette and
the grace of her bountiful harvests so soothes
The soul
The breath taking rise and fall of this
spectacular production which lingers not,
but her spell lingers eternal

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Autumn is nigh