Death's Bell

Oh quivering earthbound leaf You lie so perished in the icy snow You stood out along the smeared snow that lined the streets And now darkened shadows hide in doorways Wreaths that have faded from their jade freshness Piled up along the streets Waiting To be collected into the disparaging trash cans Your time is fatigued Your purpose fulfilled, once intrigued But blowing in the vernal winds of tomorrow Await your seed Thriving on a spring aurora The chimes carried a tune in flight