Rising out of the trees,
a misty wafting of moisture raising
skyward amidst the changing leaves, colors
ablaze against an ashen sky. Much heat in the
oranges, warmth in the golden hues, the
crackle of crimson, crisp and clear.
From here, as
soul is shaken
by the beauty,
and stirred by
of autumnal foliage,
appearing to smolder as night bids adieu.