Its beautiful here, but freezing!!!!!

It's high noon
As the far sun
Barely streaches over rooftops,
Causing long winter shadows.

Grey skies
Interupted with flash
And springs of colour
As trees,
In autumn splendor
Shake off last year
In hope of greater things.

In nakedness they stand
Tall and proud
Disregarding such mortal offspring
Which, like pages of time
Fall, one by one.
Their final act.
From treetop heights,
Withstanding gale and rain,
To gentle descent
Amoung comrades,

Where they become
Canvas to frosty
Morning dew,
Outlining their delicate frame.

Birds, their waters transfixed
By winters sudden arrival,
Skate over watery depths
As icey creaks
Join bird song.

Coming here
As leaves fall
And frost nips
Calls to remembrance
Times steady passing,
Whiich all our innovation
Cannot cease.

And so we pause,
Soaking up nature's wealth,
In the hope
That we too
Could be so effortlessly sublime.