The equinox is zooming through the skies,
The nature is in golden leaves a-bloomin'.
A lonely filly's walkin' through the woods,
Not knowing what her life has got a-brewin'.
A lot of crises struck her recently:
First love, career loss and now - friends, believing, -
O, dearest Autumn, help her to get hold
Of everything she sure should not be leaving:
Her love of nature, balance, friendship, love,
Her strongly held, hardcore determination, -
Those, that make her a person, who's unique,
Perhaps, the only brony of her nation.
Alone, but in a team, she walks along,
The leaves surround her, like a friendly blanket,
She knows: her ancestors, though orthodox,
Would never leave her, lest she left them hanging.
The northern wind keeps strolling all along,
Her soul with new ideas is a-beaming,
The autumn equinox is in full swing,
But for this girl - it is just a beginning.