why?- you ask
i've become
crazy about leaves?
some things
are beyond
comprehension.
can't express
in words;
rationality
is a sham,
you can be
illogical and
live happily
ever after.
a wave in your
subconscious
speaks through
your deeds,
what if
a part of
your consciousness
is in love with a leaf,
adoring it
as a consort,
(or in any other
dimension of universe,
who knows,
one is not a flower!)
now, this certainly
would please you;
once closely
observing a leaf
i found it's
uncanny resemblance
to your ***,
and that made
that one leaf
quite special.
sitting under
umbrella like leaves
of forest teaks,
tall and stately,
i am proud of it's leaves.

*if humans could grow leaves
the story of the world
would have  never been
written in blood,
processing our food using
sun's abundant kindness,
we would have lead
lives peaceful and contended.