Autumn Leaves

Gracefully gliding on soft Autumn air,

falling and sliding from the branch's snare

to a sacred place very far below

at peace with fate beneath the snow.

Tumbling over dried Earth and decay,

waving farewell to the light of day,

settling upon the barren ground,

they lay shriveled and shrouded in brown.

Shades of green turned to red,

as creatures retreat to their warm beds,

the season signals their time of death

as the God and Goddess take their last breath.

Transforming to be born anew,
budding beneath the soft spring dew,
where Autumn leaves once kindly graced
stand soft flowers in their place.