Emerald Velvet

A golden maple leaf

While falling

Tells the story

Of Spring, Summer, Autumn.

Dropping on yesterday’s wind,

Beneath clouds hanging low

Clouds hiding more mountains behind.

Soft hiss of light rain on water,

This river now whispers winter.

Down here

A quiet singing surrounds

Sounding like

Emerald velvet sliding

Over little slate pebbles.

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