🍂 Autumn evening of unsung lines. Poetic sketch ✒️

Friends, I invite you to listen to a poetic sketch about a wonderful evening in an autumn park and to admire the colors of the fading summer. 🍂 An autumn evening of unsung lines. A sunny summer day paints you. But even summer’s colors have their time. The artist is tired. And he sits, brooding. And he dreams on that golden evening - How the sun caresses with gentle rays The misty haze above the water. And the river spills into streams. How the wind barely touches the leaves, And the rustling sparkles with shimmering sounds. Through the brightness of colors - the azure of the sky, The artist casts onto his canvas. Lilac twilight falls into sunset, And the sun quickly melts behind the forests. Somewhere there, lovers sit, As usual, not minding the hours. And you wish to linger longer, On autumn evenings on park paths. And for a long, long time with a gaze to send off, Melting warmly in loving embraces. I sincerely thank my Lover for the magnificent timelapse shoot in a Moscow park. #autumn #poemsvideo