The autumn wind
The last of the leaves drift slowly down
In a wonderful shower of red and gold and brown.
Landing on already huge heaps
Waiting for the wind
Finally the wind picks them all up
Swirls them around
Blows them far and wide
A million miles from here
Finally they settle upon a place to stay
Here they are, a blanket to cover a sleeping Earth
At last, they decay
Now the Earth needs a new blanket
Never fear, for at last, the first snowfall is here!
The first flake is nothing, but there are many,
hundreds of thousands of millions
Waiting to transform the earth
But this time, the wind does not help
Blowing and scattering the snow
A blizzard on a clear day
This is all the wind’s doing
Autumn is over, yet the wind still blows
It is eternal, only resting, never vanishing
Spring, Summer, Fall, and Winter
Part of a beautiful and powerful force that we call nature
The Swerve 