Autumn emotion

Grow more richly green, O leaves

upon the vine-trellis -

grow here up to my window!

Swell more densely,

twin berries, and ripen

more quickly to gleam more fully!

Over you broods mother sun's

farewell glance, and about you whisper

the lovely sky's

fruitful cornucopia;

upon you the moon breathes

a kindly, cooling, magical breath,

and ah! you are bedewed

by these eyes

that bestow eternal, life-giving love,

full and swelling with tears.