leaves are gone and there is not to celebrate shows this perspective: I will still play but it will be one of sadness. The speaker asks for his dead thoughts to be taken away and to scatter them for all to know. This shows also he has come to terms with the find by again asking its help for the speaker to come to terms with himself. In the end it is the realization to the speaker that spring follows the dismal winter the west wind brings that seems to end the fairly dark poem on a lighter note....