Seeing the leaves flicker in the breeze
How envious I am of their motion
As the branches that carry them wave from side to side
The simplicity of their motion is enticing
Throughout time their only journey is back and forth
Complications wipe away with every stroke of the wind
But they will all fall when cold air comes forth
For a lack of complication leads to a simple death
Author notes
First in a while. Was upset at work so I went in the back woods and it all came together
