Autumn’s Metaphor

The leaves of autumn, oh so bright,
They change their hues, a wondrous sight,
From green to gold, and red to brown,
They twirl and dance, then tumble down.

Like leaves, we change as seasons flow,
From youth to age, we bloom and grow,
Each shift a tale of life’s transitions,
A riot of colors, endless renditions.

The trees let go, their leaves take flight,
As we release what’s held too tight,
Embracing change, like leaves in autumn,
We find the beauty in letting go, in surrender.

So let’s celebrate the changing scene,
As we journey through the in-between,
For just like leaves, we’ll find our way,
Through life’s transitions come what may.

Eclipsed Heart: A Celestial Metaphor

In the sky, where stars ignite,
And the moon outshines the night,
A drama of love and cosmic plight,
Eclipsed heart, a metaphor in the celestial light.

A dance of shadows, a celestial waltz,
Where the sun and moon find their faults,
In their embrace, a love in halts,
Eclipsed heart, a metaphor that exalts.

The darkening of love, a cosmic show,
As the moon hides the sun’s love glow,
Yet the light returns, a celestial beau,
Eclipsed heart, a metaphor that we know.

The cosmic lovers, in an eternal chase,
In a celestial bond, they leave no trace,
In their timeless dance, they find their place,
Eclipsed heart, a metaphor of grace.

As the eclipse concludes, love’s grand ballet,
The heart’s shadows fade and love finds its way,
In the celestial drama, the heart will stay,
Eclipsed heart, a metaphor that forever will play.