The Passing Autumn

Watching the autumn, arriving
Outside the window of the dormitory, leaves falling
And the sun is shining in the campus pathways,
Wishing love will always last.

Alone this autumn,
Bare hands regretfully forget to embrace dreams,
In the cold night, as moon swallows the sky,
Loneliness blurs one’s mind.

The autumn winds are coming,
And leaves are falling,
Winds kiss the floating hair,
Why oceans, all but empty.

In this autumn evening, golden sunshine
Then the clouds suddenly cover the Los Banos sky,
Steps forget the way to her house.

Evenings were so short in the park.
How many autumns have passed?
Have gone with the winds?
Carried with them, into the past
Memory and dreams of the early years.

Edited by Elvira Nguyen, 2021