Music of Autumnal Wind: Poem
I live in paradise.
Of 365 days of sunshine smiles.
Here we do not have faded woods.
Here we do not have winter boots,
Where wild music of autumnal winds
Has different tunes and fits –
Music of heavy tropical rains,
Busters of the endless hurricanes.
You pay the stressful price
For tropical paradise.
I talk to the orange leave.
This is what I mean.
Tell me why I see
In my deep dream
The faded woods.
Tell me why the music
Of faded woods found its way in my lyrics.
Tell me why
I want to know more.
I want to know all.
I listen to the wild
Music of autumnal wind –
Wind chimes clink and clink.
Tomshinsky@2025
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