autumnal

you float away
from my heart
like the yellowed leaf
parting from its tree
knowingly.
but without goodbyes.
just a whiff of a breeze
a touch of a memory.

ashes to ashes.
dust to dust.

the tree stands bare.
at its feet
a rangoli of loss.
a story of longing
in shades of amber.

the autumn of love.
the season of hope.
the beginning
of a beginning
after all
must be an end.