=Autumn Leaves=

Rustle do the autumn leaves as they fall
Unhurriedly drifting in the faint breeze
Trembling thoughts coalesce in a plaintive call
Heard amidst the sharp silence of the trees.
Young were we once lush with verdant splendor.
Old are we now pale as the setting sun.
Nothing remains but our sense of wonder
Gently ebbing as leaves fall one by one.

Hundreds fall to rejoin the sea of leaves
Under the spell of the winds enchantment
In a last dance rustling with memories,
Each distinct, yet all a blur of movement.
Rustle do the autumn leaves as they sweep
Neath the faint shadow of eternal sleep.