part of autumn

The summer ended in a colorful death, as the frost flowed from my breath. I felt the change ride in on the wind,letting me become a child again. I silently watch as pieces of color dance in the breeze. So enchanted I fell to my knees, In to a pile of leaves. As I lie face down to the ground,peacefully paralyzed and attuned to the sounds,a piece in a puzzle I have finally found.