Just a leaf, falling blindly
Seeking light, breathing the night
In melancholic, still and cool
Flames of gentle in colors and hues
Soft as the twilight, pouring
Grace through the eve – trees
Naked, bared by the breeze.. brr….
Just a flake, falling soft
Beneath the glow of a moon
Who knows the song,
The stories of healing, the poetry
The praise, stirred by the wonder
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