The red leaves of the maple
and yellow on plane trees –
they shone in your green gaze
with the brightest radiance.
Magnificent golden autumn -
the whirlwind spun us
our steps knock down chestnuts
after twenty-five summers.
Through parallel universes
and with the urge for bright aura -
with his imperishable verses
Petrarch had resurrected Laura.
With wreaths of oak and olive
the greatest messages of good
they glorify the wisdom that has passed
on the paths of life.
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