nature breathes


As the wind blows
And carefully swings
This foolish leaf
Down
Down
Down
Side to side
Loop d’loop,
This foolish leaf
Knows its end.

There is an end.
And the wind
will still blow.

From a seed so small
To a tree so tall –
Branches extend,
Blossoms appear.
How fast we grow.

Does a fallen leaf
Recall the trunk
From which it stemmed?
Does a picked fruit
Remember
its sunlight?

Light as a feather
This foolish leaf
moves
with every
breath of God
down
to the ground.



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