You may not understand
why is top to watch the leaves fall,
for there’s another world
and it beckons me with its call.
for years it has been knocking,
calling only certain souls-
it’s the whisper through the trees
and the quiet breeze that rolls.
it’s searching our humanity
for the wild and restless brains,
for those that see greater beauty
but also see greater pain.
i am yet to meet anyone
who knows this world as well
but the journey of the leaves
have a lot of stories to tell.
they spread hope from the people
who entered this world to roam
but they liked it so much
that they now call it their home.
Autumn 