Autumn arrives with it’s own frame: the cycle of falling leaves, the rhythm of fading light, the quiet inevitability of change. Yet within this frame lies chaos—colors colliding, winds scattering, branches breaking free. In this tension between order and disorder, autumn teaches us that frames are never absolute. They hold, but they also dissolve. To embrace autumn is to embrace the beauty of boundaries that blur, the poetry of structure that releases itself into freedom.