When everything changed for about two minutes, at dusk, and the red sky just fell on the red foliage. Suddenly all the buildings lit up. And then the street noise was only wind and bicycles.
Autumn happens forever in gerund: that elusive / moment / when something is / ending, // almost over, // will end / shortly, but // still didn’t / completely/ came to an end it/ isn’t yet// forever gone.
That moment when only in the end / in the end only / everything is more// beautiful.