Even by moonlight I
could see leaves.
Blown by early autumn’s gentle night-breeze, they danced. Not wildly
carefree, but with joyous restraint; that was as it should be, for they
still held on by their stems to twigs and branches of the tree near my
October is beautiful.
known so, but tonight – this special / ordinary night – its beauty
through my eyes and into my soul as, perhaps, no October has ever done
the glory of starlight to blend with the beams of the Harvest Moon, and
I am enchanted.
Enchanted. There is
no other word.
As I watch in
leaf slows in its dance, leans lazily to one side. Still watching I see
it bend even more, and am surprised to see it fall. Why surprised, I do
not know: is not autumn Falling Season?
My eyes will not
leave it, follow
it each waft of its journey until it rests somewhere on the ground.
I do not know, for it is now out of sight. Out of sight, but not out of
mind, for as it fell, thoughts raced into my mind. Thoughts I must
for not even a leaf should die without being known.
“Leaf, hear me, if
you can: Drift
comfortably on your bier of air. Go gently to your place of rest, but
you did not live in vain.
“Late last winter,
when all the
world lay in cold whiteness, you waited to be born. You were not seen,
could not be touched, but you existed just the same.
“As winter released
grip and spring dampened it’s many-hued brush, you came forth. Young.
you grew, matured.
“When summer came you
You gave part of my world your protection, your cooling, refreshing
A tiny part, to be sure, but that was all that was asked of you, and
did it magnificently!
came, and with
it began your death. A slow death. A sure and lingering death, but you
did not complain. You had done your part. Your part of this world was
because you lived. You knew your task; you served your calling well.
feared not death, and danced.
“Danced for me.
“In life’s ages, you
a short season. No one knew you. No one thanked you. No one even
you. You simply lived and did your part, in sun and storm, and in doing
so you made my life a little bit more wonderful.
“I watched you dance
“I watched you drift
“Leaf, if you
can hear me
now, thank you!
“You did not
live in vain,
and as this single tear slips gently down my cheek, I must tell you
“I love you!”