Indian summer tickled me a bit..
and left its livery on the trees
everywhere I look..

Like a rainbow on the ground
Yellow, red, orange..

Mother Nature already started to offer us
her treasures

Her breath is moving leaves
slowly to the ground
Each of them fall
like a feather

What magic to look at
for a moment
or two..

When I walk in it..
they are whispering very quietly
all the memories from the summer

I love to jump in it
Fall down and cover myself with it

Then put my finger on my lips
And say psssssssst!

And listen to my heart
Quietly…
Breath with her and for her