Fall

have you seen
a tree cry out
when it sheds
a dry leaf that's
past it's prime?
have you seen it
shed a tear
when the fallen leaf
kisses the ground?
I wonder why
do you know?
how does it feel?
how does it know?
that life brings death
and death brings life,
when there's a fall,
there is a rise,
or does it work
with faith and trust
that everything's held
by the Universe,
with love and care
for all that is,
a rise or fall,
each is a gift.