i've spoken 
to a thousand people 
all so very different 
yet they each can clearly see him
and they each tell me the same thing:

he comes and goes.

he stays for a while 
but vanishes for longer 

he is the bright green leaves on trees
which grow and flutter strongly on branches 
but change colors
and while everyone admires them,
those leaves always fall away
into the breeze
eventually 

he comes and goes. 

anyone who knows 
anything at all 
about him
knows

he comes and goes.