There is a harmony in Autumn, and a luster in its sky, 

which throughout the summer is not heard or seen, 

as if it could not be, as if it had not been-Shelley

Fall the time of year, when the nights get crisper, cooler, 

and the beauty of the dying foliage treats our vision

 to a kaleidoscope of reds, golds, burnt orange and yellow. 

Why is it that sight of the forest dying, is such a brilliant display, I wondered…

Listen in to find out what i discovered and remember 

A SPARK ONCE LIT BURNS BRIGHT IN YOUR SOUL