The Home Of Autumn

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by sassinabbout

I can’t wait for you November… I miss autumn…
I miss his moments… His scenes…
I miss home…
The home of every season… but specially his one…
I can’t forget these moments…
When I reached this place, I covered my eyes while saying: who am I to deserve seeing all this beauty? How could an ugly like me touch this ground by his feet?
I heard a lovely windy song… and I saw the leaves dancing in the sky above me… it was saying: the eyes are made to see God’s beauty… the feet are made to walk on me… I like the sensation you make when you walks… keep going… open your eyes to see God’s most beautiful creation…
I opened my eyes… I saw God’s hand made wonder… and I said: how can I walk on this… I will distort this beauty…
I heard the wind saying again: walk… walk… move on…
I did it… and my footprints disappeared under a new collection of yellow leaves…
Then I found myself in the middle of this forest… as if I came from nowhere… as if I was born that moment…
My eyes couldn’t blink…
I bowed… then slept on this carpet…
The sun moved away the clouds… and in seconds, the light fills everywhere… he didn’t forget to hug every tree and every branch…
I stayed there… the leaves didn’t stop flying… then landing on my body… until I had the color of the forest…
I closed my eyes again… and I went into a deep sleep…
I forgot everything… every pain…
When I woke up, I realized that I forgot my name…
It was a real strange feeling… who am I?!
I said with a high voice: Who am I???
The echo responded: it is written on a leave…
I took one leave; and what was written: I love…
I said to myself: it is not possible…
I opened another leaf, and what was written is: I love…
I opened one billion leaves… and all what I found was: I love…
I said again with a high voice: I love…
The echo said: I love… you love… we will rise with the lord again…