As autumn approaches, I wanted to write some choral music to honour the season.  Here is a lovely poem by Emily Brontë that captures the spirit of fall so brilliantly.

Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away;
Lengthen night and shorten day;
Every leaf speaks bliss to me
Fluttering from the autumn tree.
I shall smile when wreaths of snow
Blossom where the rose should grow;
I shall sing when night’s decay
Ushers in a drearier day.
and here is a vocal draft of the piece:
If you would like a copy of the PDF, please get in touch.
with love for autumn,
Allie