Analysis of Twisted Leaves

whisper...
 through the trees
 spinning in the light of illumination
 vivid correlation on one's own imagination
 colors of red, yellow & green
 such a very good scene
 its twilight sun had tainted my inner vision
 there was something other I was wishing
 twisted leaves through the breeze
 like a mouse stuck in a block of cheese
 we each can learn something
 from how beauty will make a comeback

They spin on each level of are mind
 We then swallow each breath we take
 To bask in the vast expanse of nature call it fate
 Pure likeness to it's personfications
 a sold out faith to deliver
 so much better to be a giver
 twisted leaves falling trees
 getting knocked down to your knees
 some may choose what they may please
 others are content in spreading the disease