The Sound of Autumn

Autumn. There is this scent of winter in the air.
The leaves have fallen and the cold has arrived. Even the first snow has arrived and the grass is covered with a thin layer of that white, wet and wonderful stuff.
You sit in the middle of lighted candles and look out of the window, following the slowly falling snowflakes with your sleepy eyes. The enchanting music plays dreamily and you drift away to wonderland.
 Nice, isn't it? That's why I love Autumn. This feeling of the end and the hope of a new one. This peacefulness and calmness that crawls under your skin and makes you feel like you are floating. Like all the worries don't exist anymore. That everything is in its' best order. And you know what? Everything is in it's best order because Imperfection is Perfection in its' purest form.

From the very depths of the darkest forest..

 The everlasting quietness is resting on the shoulders of this forest. It's dark and calling. Exiting as you can smell the danger of the woods. The tall and slim birches swing menacingly, towering over your head and hiding you from the reality. Trapping you inside this unreal world of shadows. You are afraid and you can not move. Every branch that moves in the air makes shivers crawl down your spine. Everything is alive. But what you don't know is that no one in this forest wants to hurt you. They want to protect you. Hide you from the harsh reality of the world outside of that place here. Protect you from pain, tears, betrayal and loneliness. Can't you hear them singing to you? The trees hushing the melody while the animals stamp the rhythm. The leaves dance around you making thousands of formations just to relax you. And there peeks a fairy from that tree trunk calling you to meet the magic. And you follow him to the depths of the forest wherefrom you never return...