In the autumn's golden hue so bright,
Leaves of red, orange, and yellow take flight.
They whisper a lesson, simple yet wise,
Like humans, we must let go to arise.
Shedding the old, the past we've known,
In nature's dance, our growth is shown.
A rebirth of spirit, a beauty untold,
Release what's served, let your heart unfold.
As leaves fall gently, their purpose complete,
Mark this transition, it's destiny we meet.
Into evolutionary abundance, we will sway,
For in letting go, we find our own way. 🍂✨
Poem scripted by Enchantress Thee Babbler
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