Life On Top
I long to be the top new-green leaf
on the tallest swaying spring breeze tree
in my florid fragrant late-spring neighborhood.
Not to lord myself
as superior to all my more fundamentally plebeian brethren,
but to celebrate this vast sisterly view
of who we sunlit glowing are
becoming toward summer's climax together,
Then falling gracefully
in full colored autumn,
when I will have the longest downward flighting float
of all migrations
Becoming, once again,
a sacred part of snow-covered soil
feeding next spring's tallest new-green leaf
of All transregenerators.
Copyright © Gerald Dillenbeck | Year Posted 2019
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