Twisted Leaves

whisper... through the trees spinning in the light of illumination vivid correlation on one's own imagination colors of red, yellow & green such a very good scene its twilight sun had tainted my inner vision there was something other I was wishing twisted leaves through the breeze like a mouse stuck in a block of cheese we each can learn something from how beauty will make a comeback They spin on each level of are mind We then swallow each breath we take To bask in the vast expanse of nature call it fate Pure likeness to it's personfications a sold out faith to deliver so much better to be a giver twisted leaves falling trees getting knocked down to your knees some may choose what they may please others are content in spreading the disease