The worlds gray mesmerized me, flowing through my skin and flesh as easily as water through a sponge. Motionless and with the slightest breeze whipping my cheeks I sat thoughtless, allowing the skies and withered fall world to encompass all that I am. Her beauty captured me, her earthen colors sleepily looming into my very being. Then, with the wisp of windy breeze I watched the very last dried bit of brown leaf fall from the mighty oak. Its whirligig twirl falling to earth was so odd, but finally it lit upon and disappeared into a massive brown carpet of its fallen brothers and sisters. Home again. And I shall smile.