Deciduous Conversation

There’s something magical in those colored leaves

That rattle and dance in Autumn breeze

Telling stories of times when green

Dotting the quiet country scene

Although Winter brings their cycles end

What a life they had, I contend

Only a hue so vibrant and bright

Comes from days of vibrant life

Passing through corridors of forests in Fall

Oak, Birch, and Maple stand tall

The wind through leaves they can speak..

“Where streams and valleys and runoffs meet

Our kind has seen the heave and sigh

Of great kingdoms from silent eyes

Countless years of life and death

Countless sunrises, East to West

The most profound thing we have learned

Is through vibrant life, vibrant death is earned”

But how does brilliant Red and gold

Come from gentle kiss of Autumn cold?

The giants response whispered politely,

“You cannot change holding on so tightly

And this we believe it is so

Every splendor worth having must eventually be let go”