Rising like a concerto of leaves
on the breeze of autumn..
Waltzing in to the hues of a triumphant season,
A recital of the bejewelled palette
of a sea of colours throngs to the
trail blazed by the soul’s eternal dance..
Footprints once welcomed
On sands of time..
Letting go of the notes of youth
knowing they are beautiful,
Set forth a majestic deliverance of your soul
Onto the meadows and shores transcending
the familiar, inevitable
By Anouska Banerjee