A leaf in the wind, dancing free,
Carried softly by whispers unseen,
It tells tales of the ancient tree,
In golden hues, where dreams convene.

Rustling secrets as they glide,
A symphony beneath the sky,
In their journey, they confide,
Stories of seasons passing by.

Under moonlight, they shimmer bright,
Casting shadows in the night,
Their gentle fall, a graceful flight,
In nature’s rhythm, pure delight.

As the world turns, they pave the way,
For new life in the coming day,
In their quiet, they softly say,
That change is but a breath away.