Autumn Woods
I have never walked in this bright and clean trail;
I am now discovering the wonder of November
In the woods.
Trees are writing hieroglyphic characters
With their naked branches, and composing
A beautiful poem with disclosed nests
By birds and squirrels
High in the sky.
I have not walked this space before,
Even though I walked along this trail
From Spring to autumn.
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