Poem: Rebirth

The crunching crinkle of leaves
Sings like a symphony
The bright colours surround
Like a vibrant rainbow of
Fresh new life

Though this change in seasons
Represents death
In reality,
It depicts the ultimate truth of

All things must end
In order to begin anew
And the trees create
Our most consistent
Visualization of this fact

So stomp on those dried out leaves
And lay your eyes on the
Red, orange, yellow
Leaves surrounding you
For you experience their death now
Only to see their rebirth in the spring


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