Things are changing

I can see it in the colors of the leaves

And the way the sky tilts its head to look at me

I can feel it in the breath of summer

That has just vanished from my lungs

No sooner did the clock strike midnight

Than the leaves began to fall

On the equinox of deadly minds

At the end of a year too tired to go on

No sooner had I seen my last

Fair day of summer’s youth

Than the air began to chill

And the last sun kissed petal of a lonely flower

Did break and hit the ground

Things are truly changing 

This day has promised me

Things are truly changing

Whispered the equinox to me