The melancholy of early autumn woods

First day of autumn in the local woods. I am lucky to have a sizable forest right behind the house, in the middle of my city (Hannover, Germany). It's called Eilenriede and is often referred to as the green lung of the city. I am in the forest almost daily for writing inspiration (I am an author, journalist and poet), my camera always by my side. Hope you enjoy this little autumn walk. The poem for it is found at the end.

The melancholy of early autumn woods : Resonates so delicately : With the longing of the heart : For just a little : Quiet : Sweet and innocent : Sadness : That feeling right at the cusp : Of a subsiding ache : Now ready to gently heal : And pass into memories sublime : To move on : Forward : Into a sanguine tomorrow
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