The leaves whisper to the sky
Dancing in the breeze
Their soft rustle moves the air
Even as they turn eager faces to the sun
They cannot help but flirt with the earth
As their undersides send flickering shadows
Spilling to the ground
Green and blue and brown
Gradually their flirtatious banter
Grows into an irresistible attraction
Changing from green to brown
To match their lover down below
Despite their castle in the sky
They have fallen for the ground
And now they gladly fall to it
For the chance to caress its face
As they skip happily in the breeze
Their soft rustle growing into a cheerful snap and crackle
Crushed beneath passing feet
They are pressed into earth's sweet bosom
Speechless now
For no sound could express the sheer joy of this union
Though their outward beauty has fled away
And they no longer possess the coy charm of their youth
These leaves have never been happier then now
Joined at last with their true love
They are dirt.
People almost always portray it as sad...the leaves dying and stuff....but, really, they are just falling in love with earth. :)
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