It’s considered to be dumb by some,
And countereffective by the others,
But each autumn leaf has its own
Trajectory and set of meanings,
It’s considered to be overly emotional,
Too sentimental at times,
But autumn is overwhelming
And it brings forth melodies and chimes.
It’s considered to a little bit hyper,
But it helps relax and create,
When your solar plexus is glowing lightly,
And your mind is open to a Cosmic Gate.
Have a look at hoards of leaves falling,
Take a deep breath and count to ten,
Leaf peeping is not limited to back-the-years rolling,
It’s about going out for a while out of your den.