Today Comes a Storm

Today comes a storm, winds rush from tree to tree, bullying the autumn leaves Until they fall, blown sideways, rolling, spinning I imagine their laughter, their joy, caught in the gathering maelstrom They dance in circles, whirling, swirling, like a shoal of fish, always turning as if as one Then to the ground they fall, to be swept along finding rest, perhaps a hedge, a trunk, a bush They pile together as if seeking sanctuary, a haven, respite from the bluster Until the carpet they form is a mass of golden yellows, reds and browns An ever-changing tapestry of nature, a fabric beyond compare Woven by wind and rain each a unique moment of change The storm passes, the sun casts light, a thousand drops of water glisten The leaves reflect like mirrors, a pallet of wonder, a miracle Today came a storm and left me a gift. Oct 2021