like decaying leaves
first we whither, then we fall
oh, the coming days!
*
sullen sky today
yet still, aspirations burn
shadowed paths revealed
*
low, gray clouds advance
footsteps crack like breaking bones
the wind’s chill churns deep
*
the pine’s evergreen
or the maple’s sudden fall
flare comes with a cost
*
with the winded leaves
with the doves in their mourning
I explode with life
*
soon the leaves will fall
thereafter, soon, too, the snow
soon, all is too soon
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Published on October 05, 2014 08:22