Turning

The colors are turning,
Setting free a fire in the air.
Cool, crisp, lovely sounds,
Just to sink into this wonder.
Ablaze inside and out,
Through the wonder of what
Has been warm and glowing.
Is it any wonder they flush
And glow like a dying ember.
Meant to spark our imagination
About letting go and falling.
How brilliant and all consuming
Is the call to add to the flurry.