Come sweet autumn do your thing
Let the wild wind and thunder sing
Bring everything home again
Set out your journey throughout the lands
Touch all the corners with your colored hands
Steal the greenness let it sink
back and may the soil drink
heavenly water from the sky
Oh and may those leaves just fly
Throw your love, cold and dark
so we can light our souls with the stoves spark
The fire that we know so well
But its secrets we can never tell
Only feel and sit and silence
watching it consume the dense
Create those spaces
stories and soup
Whisper the people together
alone and in group
Let us collect all those pieces of ourselves
spread over the fields by wild summer elves
Wake up the mushroom
for us never to assume
that any thing can stay.
Come,
we collected wood and hay
we ready now for your
altering way..
