The leaves with a short life unlike us, with their beautiful changing visuals in the poem; hanging like a cocoon, changing colors, who are like butterflies with the win d as their wings. They want to get to the ground to fertilize soils, and breath back life to it. They are simple and can reach their goal once their life is over.
While us humans, aim for reaching higher skies , and no matter how far we go, we still don’t get there. Even after our life time. No matter how much we achieve, we rarely have satisfaction .
And the ending stanza, so beautiful wraps up the poem perfectly!!!