Autumn

The legends that are departing from earth,

about the spirit that was and will return again,

they turn toward humankind, and much we learn

from time, which hastily devours itself.

The images of the past are not abandoned

by Nature; just as the days grow pale

in high summer, autumn comes back to earth;

the ghost of showers is again in the sky.

In a short time much has ended.

The farmer who appears behind his plow

sees how the year declines toward a happy end;

in such images humankind's day is made complete.

Earth's sphere adorned with rocks

is not like a cloud that vanishes at dusk.

It reveals itself with a golden day,

and its completeness admits no complaint.