The sky is slate gray
Dead leaves crunch beneath my feet
Or skitter away.
Collar turned up, I
Shove my hands in my pockets
Against the cold wind.
I walk along with
Furrowed brow, lost in thought, with
Even measured steps.
Looking up, I see
Autumn’s rich, vibrant colors
Surrounding the lake.
More than the cold, it
Takes my breath away–there is
Here you can find a haunting piano solo performance of the nocturne by Wladyslaw Szpilman, whose story became known worldwide in the movie “The Pianist.”
- About the nocturne: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nocturne_in_C-sharp_minor,_Op._posth._(Chopin)
- Sheet music: http://imslp.org/wiki/Nocturne_in_C-sharp_minor,_B.49_(Chopin,_Fr%C3%A9d%C3%A9ric)
Image attribution: Lake view through autumn leaves by http://www.ForestWander.com [CC BY-SA 3.0 us (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0/us/deed.en)], via Wikimedia Commons, https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Looking_through_tree_autumn_leaves_lake_-_West_Virginia_-_ForestWander.jpg