Etnik Winning Entry

Harvest Colors
All the colors change, but beauty remains,
How all this happens, you just can't explain,
A new contrast conquers the land,
And you feel the tenderness with your hand.

Everything is slowly falling asleep,
Going in holidays, going so deep,
Colors are going so golden, so royal,
But they will come back again, they are so loyal.

The nature is already changing her dress,
And she loses the greens, every time less,
A gray blanket is covering the sky,
But still, there will be birds to fly.

The rain will fall, and kiss the earth,
And the winds who always run forth,
Clouds come and go, you never know,
But this season goes with the flow.