To Autumn

I looked out of my window...Saw the beautiful autumn transcending the surroundings...An enthralling happiness filled my senses and who else can describe my feelings better than Keats...Quoting my favorite poet's line - Autumn beats from Keats!!!

Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,

   Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;

Conspiring with him how to load and bless

   With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;

To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees,

   And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;

      To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells

   With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,

And still more, later flowers for the bees,

Until they think warm days will never cease,

      For summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy cells.

Ohh Keats - You can change the perception with your words…Always a big fan – Take a bow!!!