Leaves

Leaves

~Elsie N. Bradly~

How silently they tumble down

And come to rest upon the ground

To lay a carpet, rich and rare,

Beneath the trees without a care,

Content to sleep, their work well done,

Colors gleaming in the sun.

At other times, they wildly fly

Until they nearly reach the sky.

Twisting, turning through the air

Till all the trees stand stark and bare.

Exhausted, drop to earth below

To wait, like children, for the snow.

pictures by Vivienne Moss

edit: I just noticed something in the first picture. For anyone who knows the Elder Futhark Runes, can you see the Gebo Rune in the picture?