Autumn is coming for many people. Why not scream? It is a prayer or a reminder as a warning against the bad. We need something better. The miracle in duplicate dimensions, the seeds that produce the sprout up and roots down, the stem and branches, the leaves and flowers, the fruits and seeds, the clear presence with shadow. Roots and tops create similar designs on the ground and in the air. Came the winter, after birth, the spring, just as the time arrived the lights of the summer, in the next the autumn times, and we could see the fall of each leaf from life's tree. It is the antique inscription from a comparative and analytic vision of existence. When autumn arrives, autumn is the moment in which we think about our state of beginnings and endings.