Fall is nature’s intriguing design
Which actually trigger us to align
Fall is no longer a sign of disgrace
It alone having the energy and potential to instigate us to embrace
Daring to combat all adverse force tend to malign
Fall is a colorful rendition devoid of fear from winter’s invasion
Autumn in nature’s floor arrange all carnivals with grand expression
Bearing the message that winter is not the ultimate end
Subsequently nature will herself renew to herald a new form to claim!
Fall is not at all an epitome of failure
It alone script in nature’s floor with rich manure
Festering flowers and fruits falling from top to bottom after completing their due tenure
Enabling to enhance the soils grandeur for roots
To express their renewed versions in shoots
Amazingly they all explore nature’s floor to brood
A new synthesis thus encompass our milieu only to ensure delectable soothe
From top to bottom
An episode paved the way in nature’s floor only to refurbish with stunning blossom
A new lease of life
With intriguing design and vibe
A continuity always emerge to facilitate evolution
Change appears as the only constant to usher the process with due acceleration!
Rise is an inevitable phenomenon
It cannot be subdued with any human imagined anathema
Soul even help to construe a story of stagnation and static promotion
The only thing driven by an unknown energy with its constituents to form a new synergy
Utterly being imagined by human’s cerebrals unknown chemicals to act intrinsically
To engulf and influence myriad exponentially
Hardly we poor souls of human incapable to fathom
How an abstract form of energy changing our configuration and consciousness at random!
Our consciousness too an abstract in design
Being manifested by the reflection we receive in our cerebral from the external world to align
we human unable to comprehend
From apex how numerous realm in history decimated and extinct
A new form and content eventually appeared on nature’s floor
Just to eulogize the presently existing stature as invincible and static in galore
Hardly we poor human could comprehend nothing is constant in nature
Soul to change its mystic behavior
It is the matter which truly only rules
Its paramountcy hardly we human could fathom and only tend to ridicule
Which is sheer minuscule
It is not at all obvious to us
Yet it alone scripts our eventual foray in chorus!
