The leaves are gone

Gone is the sun's splendour,
empty stand the trees,
now the days grow cold
and leaves dance in the wind.

Marshes lie under shadow,
dark clouds overshadow
the brightness of day -
only ice shines in moonlight.

I hear a whisper in the grass,
snow is falling,
covers my path,
now the mountains confine me.

Where are you now?
Far beyond the boundries,
my hope is gone
like the leaves of the trees.

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