Under Autumn’s Universe


When the moon goes away and the sun rises,
when a ray of heat shines down through the biggest forest,
there is a magic that
makes the world under the autumn leaves wake up.
Makes the smallest creatures
worship their God with a simple dance.
A dance never seen before
that is unique and involves the movement of legs,
the movement of arms, and of the heart.

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