Leaf In the Wind

I am a leaf in the wind that passes you by, I fly, without so much as a glance from your eye, In the background of city lights, family , and friends, In the end, I am not but a leaf in the wind. I have no direction to which I am bound And no honest connection to keep me on the ground, No one knows how I've loved, how I've lost, how I've sinned, Because no one can know of a leaf in the wind. In a thunderstorm, I will be thrown all about And in doubt about whether I might make it out, If I shout, to the clouds my voice will be pinned, Because what is the voice of a leaf in the wind? -(A piece not mine.) Credit :Isaac.