kabhi kabhi mere dil mein khayal aata hai

yellow, red and orange fill my world
how silently the change of seasons has come
now, the morning bike ride is sweeter
as cold winds kiss my face
sunflowers stand stark naked and dead
where once they bloomed bright yellow
trees stand in their own fall,
quietly, magnificently, tall and graceful,
leaves which once were nourished by the soil
become its own fodder