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.