When trees learn to let go, they turn to gold.
In this canopy of fall,
yellow bursts like sunlight set loose—
a thousand tiny leaves burning brightly
before they drift into memory.

The treetops glow in a crown of colour,
each branch offering its last chorus to the year—
amber, saffron, honeyed flame.

Here, change doesn’t whisper—
it shines.
Leaves shimmer at their peak,
then flutter free,
carrying stories from summer’s warmth
to winter’s quiet.

This painting feels like a moment caught mid-breath—
a forest exhaling brilliance,
reminding us that beauty often blooms
right before the letting go.