Another creative inspiration from Big Sur

I was walking down the path in one of the woods in Big Sur when I saw a maple leaf covered with sand. I could not help but came up with this poem.

Musings of an Autumn Leaf

With the last autumn breeze

I came down from the trees

Looking all yellow

Old and mellow

I lay facing the sky

And the hikers passing by

Some stop, look and let me be

Others dont see and trample me

Over time I will be pushed hither

And I will continue to wither

Becoming one with the sand

In this beautiful forest land