Beautiful Leaves Poem by Phil Soar

They gather en masse across a woodland floor
Lying together, their colours blend with intensity
In death they sustain the very essence of the wood
And create new life where decay feeds the future

Leaves of such variety, drifting on winds of Autumn
Briefly stirring the senses on a frosty morning walk
Crunching under foot, but not wasting energy
They bring a gift of nutrients so rich it is refreshing

And after the fall, they appear to blend in
Surroundings changing as winter moves on
And in spring we look for their replacements
As buds open, and the cycle renews

I love the beauty