Yellow Leaves and Butterflies

Falling, flowing, side by side each in its own deride nor temperament, nor landing's pride but grace to weather nature's ride! They fly together ~ falling's hide, we notice whether, which and bide their status sharing ~ air's complied and colors faring in abide! A sadness, caring opens wide the faith of smallness in reside my larger deeds seem small in stride this oneness paring my confide! My trust seems scaring, rent to tried God's beauty ~ sparing poet's chide!