Close by shadows fly, ravens cry, originally uploaded by Thorsten Becker.
Let me dream, dream a melancholic dream of sweet sadness. Serene, this scene, I fall into autumn's embrace of bare branches and foggy breath. The smell of wet wool surrounds me, fibers of my coat stuck on brittle twigs as I pass the edge of forest' hedge. Nearby, shadows fly, ravens cry, their calls echoing through the mist at dusk, my senses entangled by the musk of woodland creatures hiding amongst wet dark trees and rusty leaves. And as night falls like a black satin shroud upon all that which has passed as summer faded, as the noise of the day dies and the encroaching silence tugs virtuously at my heart's strings I wish for nothing more, nothing else, then to be in this moment, in this place, as if walking along Night's Plutonian Shore. Oh call me once more, you, noble messenger clothed in black fringed cloak, let it not be nevermore.
© Thorsten Becker
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Moody and so wonderfully evocative of the season, Thorsten, filled with dark imagery and elegant mystery. Your special connection with autumn gives you a deep insight into its wonders – beautiful!
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Thank you again Georgianna. We’ve actually had some more rather sunny and warm days here in Hannover, Germany but it is finally getting cooler and the leaves are quickly turning (which, for example, makes sitting in your favorite tea house sipping, say, Russian Smoked Black Tea that much more cozy and enjoyable now). Don’t get me wrong, I do like sunshine (and summer for that matter) but it’s been very dry because of all the sun and we really need the rain and cool-off (the final crop yields have been “dismal” I heard because of the warm weather). I am ready for coats and scarves and a good mystery novel.