Since butterflies made their entrance
it has broadened her vision
as if a blanket was subtracted
such immense beauty
seems more visible
than before
Autumn has put down her mask
how persistent she held on
a symphony of colours
they got rid steadily
many hidden cradles
appeared
clouds dancing on the waves
of the unpredictable wind
sweeping leaves up to dance
until they fall down exhausted
to accept the transience
it makes their lips curl gracefully