Schwarzwaldlyrik (Black Forest Poems): AUTUMN LEAVES IN KAPPEL (Satis Shroff) Autumn leaves dancing in the sky, Gleaming as the sunlight Caresses them. Out in the distance, The blue Schwarzwald, With its melange Of conifer and decidious trees, Bursting out in autumnal rhapsody. Guarded by the tall pine trees, Like sentinels, Overlooking an amphitheatre. Its spurs and hidden valleys, Inhabited by Allemanic denizens, So long as time can tell. To the south The four languidly moving white blades Of modern windmills, With their blinking lights Overlooking Rosskopf. And far to the East, The fairy-tale towns Of Buchenbach and St. Peter. Is this not Heaven on Earth? The lush green grass in the meadows, Has long been cut, The hay already stacked in the barn. I gather Löwenzahn for our rabbits, Tasty salad for humans, A delight for hares and rabbits. Frau Frutiker greets me warmly, Offers Schwarzwälder specialities. She plays the flute, Her husband Clemens The trumpet
