O how cool air draws near autumn...

O how the cool air
Draws near Autumn,
With Her all festive spirit,
As festive all days of life can possibly be,
As sweet and full of mist
As if me getting kissed
By the aweinspiring beauty
Like an arrival of colored dresses full of piety...
Like Pied
A beauty
Holding the best state of a flow
Singing the mirth of happy glow
Like that visibly palpable on every other form
As Nature like Goddess every moment born...

O how pre autumn me hath seen
In this beauty of a scene
Of this morn,
Like smell of perfumed dream...


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