Eternal hues dance,
Kyoto's autumn whispers,
Maple dreams endure.

In Arashiyama's embrace, eternal autumn sighs,
Maple canopies unfurl, painting cerulean skies.
A tapestry of amber, rustling bamboo's soft hymn,
Whispers of the river, where tranquility begins.
Beneath the Moon Crossing Bridge, a timeless ballet,
Nature's symphony in crimson, gold, and gray.
Eternal echoes linger in the bamboo grove,
Where Arashiyama dreams, cradled by time's trove.
Maple leaves descend, a cascade of fleeting art,
Nature's masterpiece, engraved in every heart.
As the river winds, the seasons gently entwine,
Eternal autumn in Arashiyama, a moment divine.