Fall

The cycle of life.

Wind blowing softly, whistling through the wishful branches,
clouds crawling across a shimmering sky,
reeds swaying in the breeze while
busy students hustle by;

The rhythmic rustling of leaves
herald another change of season
the whirling gusts blown on,
a cycle within reason.
Transition continues, life unto death
yet beautiful day continues; in this take rest.