The Orchards Melody

A leaf falls 

from an orchard 

kissed by the winds that carry it

 to the ever-growing blades of greenery 

As fall bids a do 

the storms of winter 

disintegrate the golden leaflet 

And as the leaves sway 

Taken by the currents of Gods hands 

They know that Spring will come  

The sun will rise

 and their leaves will soon 

Brighten 

the orchard 

Again