The first haze of late summer
attenuates the colors of the sunset,
which paint
the sky and the lake,
and the sun
dissolves
in the placid waters
changing its shape.
The young women
embrace the autumn thrill,
dancing
and leaving
their hair caress
by the wind,
merging with everything.
Poem (C): Me
"The Dance on the Shore"(C): Edvard Munch