i saw the sun briefly through the clouds

I saw the sun briefly through the clouds, trying to force its way through to its inherent destination. As I sit here underneath the trees watching the leaves sway while they eventually fall, and crumble. And the grasss moves in all directions as the wind gently strokes its hair. The trees all out stretch like the arms of an octopus, or a man with a thousand fingers. While the clouds all pass through making there way, to some town over the horizon, never quite stopping to pay a visit.