The Autumn Leaf in Me.
Leaves were falling, on a breezy night Fog and dews covered my sight yet I had a vision long, finding places where I belong Drops were falling, one from the sky and one from my eye etching in my brain was the question why? I saw many people in my life, everyone carrying a pocket knife with words they spoke and letters they wrote yet another Shakespeare died. I saw many moments in my life, emotions like bees in a beehive they stung sometimes but quenched thy heart resurrecting me when I fell apart. I see it now, I see it all where there is rise there also is fall the world I saw which made me cry was not the answer to my why my longed vision in the blues, is the story that I choose embarking upon the road less traveled everything is leisurely unraveled. Now this autumn, I can't deny I found my why in the sky ...