Autumn

Frost sets the world on fire
Nature curls up to sleep
A slumber so deep it resembles death

The sun greets me no longer as a friend
She glares coldly at me
No longer embracing me with warmth

The faded light of Autumn saddens me
And I begin to loose my faith again
How can I believe when death surrounds me?

This season was aptly named, I muse
As I Fall from Grace
With my wings on fire...