A Careless Observation...

I saw threee birds flying
In the sky today
Which was filled with wiffs of grey clouds
And no sight of the wind
But in the flight of the birds
You could feel its strenght
Yet the leaves on the trees and the ground
Stood still...
Bathed in different hues of automne
Waiting to travel
With the wind
Which seemed to favour
The three birds flying high
Instead of the leaves
On the trees and ground
Standing amazingly still...