Octobersong

*Henryk Fantazos*

Harvest
Moon,
The
Cleansing
Moon,
Bids
Us
Leave
All
We
Lately
Grieve
And
Merge
Into
The
Coming
Season,
Bound
By
Autumn’s
Calm
And
Reason.
Say
Goodbye
To
Leaves
And
Summer
Heat,
Store
Away
The
Excess,
Freeze
The
Meat,
And
Greet
The
Faithful
Moon,
To
Dance
And
Sing
A
Merry
Tune,
Knowing
Winter
Is
Coming
Soon.