Amidst the chatter of the city,
there lies a park ablaze
with the hues of autumn.
Leaves tumble, painted in shades
of fire and gold,
each step a crunch,
a reminder that change is
the only constant.
The trees stand tall,
their branches bare yet wise,
sheltering the moments
of laughter, of stillness,
in the heart of the urban rush.
Here, the silence breathes,
a canvas of serenity
preserved in the arms of nature;
a space where souls reconnect.

• Lanford Wilson