colours spilling over the fields,
the woods, dancing on the roads.
Just too far out of reach to catch or even touch and disappears like a spirit.
The cacophony of colour,
weaving its magic across the land,
Distracting the senses,
caressing emotions buried deep but rumbling still.
Erupting and spreading before the eye,
teasing your mood to go somewhere bright.
Transfixed we are drawn to watch as it hangs beguiling in the air
and then in a blink….
It is gone.