Windy day


The prettiest sight

I have ever beheld:

The weightless leaves

At every second, held

Mid-flight, then scurrying,

In a flurry of hurry

Chasing each other

No time for introductions

Just silent laughter

As rustling echoes

Impatient in the wind

Dicing cold air

With leaps and spins

The settle a moment –

But only a  moment –

Til up again

With movements so slight

The playful leaves

Take joyous flight.



One Response to “Windy day”

  1. apt words.

    love the imagery of wind and echoes….perfect writing…

    welcome join us any time..

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