When the Leafs Leave and Lay
I wish I
could hear
the trickles and the
tears from these
leaves till they
lose color.
Loosening, only to
float down or travel
on the sky
expressthe breath of
mother-earth.
Guiding you to their
next rebirth and as
they lay and it feel
its decay trickling
once again.
Down swords of green
sinking, linking
against the depth of
ground collided
and bonded.
Next, responded
cradling a new
growth.
From then leaves
took an oath to be
patient be
free.
Accept fate, and to
just be..
8/4/14
Copyright © B. Maxine Revolution | Year Posted 2014
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