Cold
Cool breeze
From the lake
Touches on bare skin
Soothing effect on my heart
The message that winter is coming
The leaves are becoming pale and brown
About to fall on the ground from trees
Murmuring sound when feet will kiss the fallen leaves
It is time to say good bye to humid summer.
Chirping birds and song birds will sing sad farewell songs
Some of them will fly south far away from here
Some will stay to see the falling snow
On the ground and the pale sun
Will ray on the icy ground
There will be no ripple
On the icy pond
Cold night sky
Moon shimmers
Stillness.
