The autumn leaves
Fall on the sidewalk
As the distant voices
Echo in the cool breeze
Relief and a sense of peace
Washes over
But somehow, the streets are empty
Time and time again
It all comes to this
The multicolored slideshow
Gives way to the overlooked
It's all but a flash in the eyes
Come and gone
Oh well, it's probably for the best
Here we are at the
Edge of the meadow once again
Unsure
Of what lays beyond our waking eyes
Together we will
Jump into the biting cold stream
And let it guide us
As the last page of the last chapter
Turns closed