If you leave the leaves long enough

Where they lie–

A fall tapestry

At your feet

To admire–

Eventually

The universe does the raking for you;

Carries them all away

On a windy night

After an unseasonably warm day

And you’re left with time

To think of other things

Resolved by the universe

While you were busy

Basking in your ignorant bliss

Clinging to scraps

Admiring unbroken patterns

Chasing rainbows.