Night and Day (Poetry)

Glory of Autumn leaves

Autumn leaves are hued.
They swirl like a ballerina in air
and rests on ground later.

They are perfect friends,
though are dried and half alive.
But stay together in bunches on floor.
Even if I kick them,
they find each other again.

They again will swirl
with their friends
and dancingly rest on ground.
And make their own music.
Swishing with air!

But they never disobey their God.
The Wind.
The wind directs each and everyone
and they swirl and make music,
Until the God stops them.

Each years,in every Autumn,
I get blessed to see such a dance,
I am blessed to hear its swishy music.
The Friendship and Obedience.
Worship of God.

--Written:- 19 October 2017 (noon)