The Four Seasons is the very first poem I wrote, in 1981 at age 13. It is divided into 4 parts, this is the first part called Autumn. The poem is very simple and innocent, even as I was at the time. Read also the other parts of the poem – Winter, Spring and Summer.
Autumn
As I sit by my window
All I can see is the sky
And the lovely fall.
Orange, red, yellow and golden –
The leaves falling
So slowly, so gracefully
As a ballerina with silver wings.
Someday
We too shall fall down
Ever so slowly, ever so gracefully –
Like the leaves falling
Outside my window.
Then I move away, shaken
From my little world of thoughts
Into the stark reality
That surrounds me.
Vanita Shukla Hork, 1981
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You never cease to astound me, I love this so much.
Thank you so much, Steve 🙏🍂
A beautiful portrayal of innocent awakening to impermanence.
Thank you so much, John🙏🍂