Scholars of Symbolism in general and of that mysterious and cryptic Art in particular, which is Alchemy, affirm that autumn, even with its transience, would come to represent the moment in which the artist or the alchemist, collects the fruit of his work.

A fruit that has gone through successive seasons or processes - dissolved in winter, cooked in spring and coagulated in summer - until it reaches the sublimation of the perfect.

Of course, I admit that I am not an expert in the noble Art of Alchemy, but I can let myself be carried away by the gaze of the spirit and recognize in the autumn, that beauty that even in its ephemeral existence, seems still much more genuine and supernatural.

Judge for yourself.

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