Autumn Breath

View from a place
Of died away years
Where thought
Will not leave decays
Squeezed by the weight of time
Step it is cautious
In calm. It fears,
To break eternal silence
I hear the autumn breath
And slamming of the raven wings
Disturbed by branches creak
Rest was violated by the rustles of
Silent leaves that will be spinned
By the wind, wandering in the night
Dark hanging, wood has grinned
It has confused the tracks
Concluding inside the lost ones.