Colors

I can’t believe it
I look out
At the leaves
They’re green again
And I bet
That when I look again
They’ll be colored
Then carmelized to brown
Until they’re gone
Then round and back again
Pacing, ever quicker
Quicker, I can’t believe it
Quicker, can I peer closer
Quicker, can I take in its beauty?
Quicker, until I stand
Against the glass
For an instant
I see the colors
But staring back
I see
not leaves but me
contrasted grey