Fall

The soul knows what it wants

My soul yearns for Fall.

For the scent of leaves
filling up the cool air
that floods my senses
as I step outside.

For the sound of crunch
as I take slow steps
with eyes closed
just listening to the peace.

For the beautiful colors
flooding my vision
on trees that stand tall
dropping beauty down.

For the crisp air
that wraps itself
around me like
a cool sweater.

My soul yearns for Fall.