Falling Leaves Outside My Window

Falling leaves outside my window
Golden snows falling on my books
Lo and hold, a sight to behold
Nature in motion, pencil on hold

Painting a poem, sculpting a word
For Mother Nature says in no word
But left unsaid, all that it should

Falling leaves outside my window
Paralyzing my thought, kept me in hold
No word be so great, no melody be so sweet
Nothing is said, as all that it should