Poetry opens doors to the traveling Wind,
That can interpret and carry away,
Thoughts that have been spun within,
Like the dancing leaves of an Autumn day.
You are so right. There is so much poetry in fall leaves. The way they metamorphose, then fall, then fly, then dance, in the sudden whirlwinds. There's something so refreshing about fall and the impending changes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Oh, Sandra - i love this....for so many reasons none of which i will bore you with... Suffice it to say, i totally identify with this write. Another great piece written with few words! ! ! Wonderful!