• I sit and watch as the golden leaves lazily fall
    Drifting, as the winds call
    swirling, swirling, round and around
    One after the the other, so........ profound

    The blue skies shift to Grey
    And I wish that I to could slip away
    The clouds, so white, so clean and pure
    One can not help but adore
    Their never changing allure

    Some flowers sigh,
    and close their eyes
    Deciding they'd rather die
    than to be seduced by the changes
    While others stand through the blistering cold

    A blanket of white envelopes everything
    It stretches forth forever as if the earth were its play thing
    Toying with nature must be fun
    Because, man, does this thing run!

    Runs over the hills and the trees
    causing everything to hide, even the ever-powerful bees
    The birds they to get sniped away
    from this picture that yet, still causes me ecstasy

    The winds return like shifting tides
    Causing even me to run and hide.
    So, now from my window I sit and watch
    As nothing changes, not even a notch

    The earth is quiet
    The air is still
    Nothing bothers with free will

    Its just the way it is.

    Still.