A Blue Leaf In the Center of My Front Porch

i walk outside early in the morning and see a blue leaf in the center of my front porch with it i suddenly engage in conversation talking about nothing but to you it seems important i guess it is because you cannot really talk back your listening ear seems attentive and sincere i gravitate towards you as if you are my best friend at times inanimate objects have the answers to it all i try to interpret and understand your soft replies however all i hear is the whisper of the wind i wonder if you're a ventriloquist throwing your voice of life around i just sit and listen anyway because now i feel so found