A Leaf On Float

A leaf broken free, with the autumn's call

Flipped and tossed by the wind at will

The leaf went along, with no will of its own

In an aimless float, that seems to have no end

Unknown to be feared and revered alike

But it's the uncertainty, most men tremble at

Leaf's journey has it all to fine detail

Call it a glamorous adventure or a folly? 

Age and disease may conquer the path

Jet diversions and evasions pay the toll

A will unbent once it's set aright 

Green to yellow then it is to wither