The Wise Leaves

Wave, good ol' leaves
Flail and rustle
Beckon those humans
Wave your loving gesture to the struggling world
Show them your dark side
And then your light side
Those leaves of wisdom
Signalling the way
Pointing nowhere in particular
Pointing to nothing
No path, moon, or sign
Just the dance of leaves
Moved by the breeze
Whispering, “it’s simple, mate. Just wake up!"