Stuck by the brilliant blue of the sky,
The nature has its own beauty which I cannot deny.
The colours just seem to pop out as in no other season,
It was mere a co-incidence or happening with some reason.
The deep blue colour says it is autumn,
The leaves on the trees are all rotten.
The golden leaves says the year is ending.
Not only the leaves, the branches are also bending.
This year will end & there will be a new beginning.
A new opportunity will arise with the same blue sky,
Take a chance and you’ll fly high.
This will be another chapter in your book, another race that you have planned.
Don’t give the vanished days a backward look, start where you stand.