All the Leaves We Would Not Break
see them all
together now
are
the
leaves upon the trees
we depart somehow
what
subtle wind
does come back around
to knock things down again
and
what
kind gentle breeze
that
bends and sways
through all the trees
that
comforts me
make thy spirit sing
with
holy joy and blessedness
but
where
the
gentle wind does break
where
the
tiny branches give and take
yes we are the leaves
that would not break
Copyright © Gregory Golden | Year Posted 2021
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