Luyện nghe bài hát Falling October

is falling,
Paints the with her colors
The pine scented wind, splashed cheeks
The of fresh breath on cool air
The gibbous moon
Casts light on cow pastures
The glisten of frost on old
The crispness of air each breath
The smell of the first falling
I wish on the first evening
As I in a moonbeam
searching to find the Big
Find a direction. whispering
In the

Night of
a silence unheard
Silent
deeper than words
October is
Is falling
October is
In

I morning