Biding farewell to lush emerald,
The leaves greet brilliant crimson and gold, burning bright.

Clever creatures set aside their quarrels to gather final provisions,
Their sleepy cousins lay down for a great rest.

Our daytime star lends his time to another,
Dear Luna takes her turn ruling the sky, glowing softly.

A time of change…the Earth must brilliantly alter and collapse,
For only then may it tire.

This season is a doomed Phoenix:
It must diminish or cannot thrive.

Though once more it shall rise from the ashes, relentless,
And the journey shall begin anew.