A Dried Leaf
The dried leafs, After all Beauty gone
Some mature roots immature roots all gone
Like mundane world I Ooze before I lift
The faded dancing leaf on Breeze which left
Road passer I with many legs mine were
Bare quenching squeezing legs like grapes no gears
squeezing the fallen leafs no Ken and eye
On them, Like gleaming lights it look on sky
My ken become as sharp no breath I saw
Yet Beauty gleam, his friends on Zephyr i saw
Beautiful dancing then be on huge stem
As happy as the river flowing stream
The dead is not a dead my heart lift said
After this Beauty fade in truth be not sad
The real awake Unleash and gleam as sun
This re'alm is a pain and sorrow pun
The real beauty need to breath out breath in light
The real beauty need to breath out breath in light
Copyright © Hans Boyka | Year Posted 2020
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