Leaves

Leaves departing from the branches,

Falling to earth, asphalt and kind.
You'd think they would stay put

And lay there motionless, dying.

But from out of nowhere

A unseen force appears.

It summons them back to life

One hear, one there, then

Entire sections arise.

A symphony of sight and sound
Whirlwinds on the ground
And the leaves are dancing

All around