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Nature's Timbre (MystresMyna) (1)

Nature's Timbre

With tones of viridian relegated to an echo,

We bid farewell to ocher and crimson;

Yet, the wind-chime, dancing to its own song,

Welcomes the crawling silver ash with affection.

Dusty linen and steely blue soon arrive,

On the wings of south bound aviation.

Bringing with it the satin whispers,

Of the arrant white mantle's descension.

The sweet chatters and chirps now gone...

Replaced by howling waves of harmonization.

Gather now the crispy remnants of fallen flora

Looking for rest, awaiting blessed assimilation.

Bleak is not the word to be used,

In the artistry of this delicate composition;

For time weaves an elegant opera,

And nature must dressed for the occasion.