Do you know autumn?.. [it's for the strong] Autumn knows where to hit and to go... Autumn sees through the coat and sweater Fall knows you all Your every millimeter... It's something hidden in your chest... and what is hidden in the rib cage like notes between the strings of a guitar, Fall deftly picks up with a fingernail and whispers with a sneer: oh, here you are... If summer is the flight of the spread winds The autumn throws straight to the abyss, Rain plunging into your palms with no hints you wander blindly in the dark and know that here it is... or still come up with a strange way to kindle a fire... [at least just for a while] While someone's gathering the splinters Another's looking for a shard of light in houses and souls there is delight that warm them in the severest of winters. [Someone will buy themselves a lamp and will immediately be delighted] Someone will strike with just one match... No light is needed in the fall, All after all, there is no fire warmer than a single touch.