Yet to meet anyone

                                         

You may not understand

why is top to watch the leaves fall,

for there's another world

and it beckons me with its call.

for years it has been knocking,

calling only certain souls-

it's the whisper through the trees

and the quiet breeze that rolls.

it's searching our humanity

for the wild and restless brains,

for those that see greater beauty

but also see greater pain.

i am yet to meet anyone

who knows this world as well

but the journey of the leaves

have a lot of stories to tell.

they spread hope from the people

who entered this world to roam

but they liked it so much 

that they now call it their home.