autumn

Nothing lasts forever, so summer must end, but the time between summer and winter, autumn, has some colored moments.

There are losses in life that you survive, but not quite – something will always be missing, shadows remain, fine cracks. And though much time passes, it will never heal.

Once again risen from the dead, well, not quite yet, some words trickle down from the autumnal lyric tree – say it in English, please…