The Leaf Desert

The soft wind is blowing the tender breeze
Within these forest roads still enlightened,
As a silent flow flickers all the living trees
Sounds echo the ending of paths lightened.

The sunset provides this magnificent sight
Soon to be devoured by a planned turning,
Our world slowly spinning away for night
Letting other roads be blessed with loving.

The final rays of light enchant this ground
As unique colors are reflected once again,
A garden of dropped leafs stands unfound
Within the lonely hearts shattered by pain.

As trees cry pourings of an old green sight
Changed leafs fall by uncountable amount,
Colors of delight embodied by a cruel fight
Linking by similarity all miseries in account.

Sanding time forever present within nature
As each sign of its passing stands expected,
Different droppings echo the nearest future
With the unknown strength never mastered.

An autumn of delight stands in total misery
For each leaf represents a world's sadness,
A season crying messages for those lonely
That so many lie with feelings of emptiness.

The wind blows away during the cold night
What has fallen so suddenly to our display,
By its flows it will spread in beautiful sight
A desert of hidden cries unheard to this day.

Kenny Vatché Avakian