The nearby leaf shows itself,

As an X-ray with all my bones laid naked and bare.

Pierced by a light unnoticed,

Blasting through the trees.

For just a few, short moments.

Seeing a scene,

Stopping for just a moment,

Recording the present,

Allows us to remember, perhaps what we forgot to think at the time.

A delicious moment swallowed but never tasted.

The fallen leaf, downed with many others,

But this one we notice.

Its golden color, even as it leaves an earthly life-giving branch,

Does not diminish.

And remains, loved in memory, imagination and soul.

Forever.