Drops the forest last foliage

Drops the forest the last foliage,
on the snow, which is not melting
dreams of meeting a tender spring,
well, in winter he does not want to meet.

And the snow has already covered the fields,
and the entourage became ash-transparent.
And the birds fly away to warm lands,
and the World became faded and nondescript.

And in this World, how to find shelter,
upset consciousness in the fall?
Where to find the spiritual absolute,
and explain everything, contrary to ignorance?