The Silent Transformation

Silently, this time speaks of willing surrender in nature’s language

Shedding the colours, like it is a tribute to the earth that is about to become wintry

Hold the precious feelings closer to the bosom, somewhere, keep them warm

Nurture them deep in the soul, for they can have boundless energy to spring in joy

Shy twilight goes home earlier, waiting to be wrapped in some warmth

That deliberateness is in the air which is crisp; homebound, for ’tis the time 

To reminisce over the changes, preparations, and to choose a hopeful finale

~Amitav