Seasonal Wind

A fiercely tasked wind
sweeps through the
mosaic of colour that
has become the autumn
forest, scattering foliage
from trees to an already
heavily confettied forest
floor. This is Nature
harnessing the often
unruly element whose
service like all others
is within her agency.
Arcane forces indifferent
to good or ill as perceived
by her creatures unable
to persuade that 
perennially favoured guest,
summer, to linger yet
awhile lest the impatient
winds of fall outrun their
authority to usher to this
hemisphere unbidden but
by Nature, the appearance
of ill-winded winter.