If your vision gets blurry and steps stall
And uncertainty seizes your morale;
Flee not, but embrace fall, and hibernate
With hope and faith, and lots of cheery thoughts.
Free the self from the haunting wilderness
Opt for that winter’s rest; rejuvenate;
Off you go into the wild blue yonder
Groove to the tune of the crisp russet leaves
Let the symphony of fall, soothe your soul.
Be like the wildflower and bloom freely
Nurture wanderlust in your heart and flout
The toxic miasma of fetid leaves;
And like those drizzles in the fuming storm
Linger and continue, with persistence.
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