Falling Leaves Of Autumn Poem by May Mustang

In the multitude
Between the cacophonies
Of the world's moods

There free falls
From an aging maple tree
With waving witnesses

A solitary leaf
The only from the
Many arms of this
Aging forest amazon

An appendage dropping,
Descending, drifting,
Sailing downward

From its height
To an umbrageous world
Below - -

A solo flight
Ats last and only journey
With earth's gravity
To a mossy couch
Below - -

To be transfigured
Into elemental structures
In mother nature's
Compost factory

Architectured to be hoisted upward
Through subterranean corridors
Then erected in budded form
Each to make the journey labeled warriors

Into a newly laid
Quilt of flora fauna mix

To awaken with the
Luminescence of a
Rousing sun

To flutter with the melodic
Breezes of spring airs

To hear the distant
Drumming of an on-marching storm

To pitter and patter
With dripping drops of rain

To once again be a leaf -
One with the loveliness of a tree.