The tree leaves sense the coming of the joyous fall
and their long awaited sky dives
along with the excitement of dressing in
new red, yellow and orange fall robes
they leap off branches of weeping trees
into the exhilarating freedom of the windy air
they land upon the welcoming earth
gradually dissolving into the elements
and remain in the ether for a while
until they reawaken blissfully on the limbs of trees.
Bob Boyd