A falling leaf

Through Autumn, long Winter and many a violent Spring storm,

always it’s leaves it kept, just now I chanced upon a falling form

as a single leaf it softly wept.

Possessed of delicate poise, a parchment piece from russet trees,

floated without any sound, slowly turning, nudged by a breeze

down towards the ground.

It was the first of it’s kind to let slip from high up where it held,

a moment of discarded worth, yet one that of the future spelled,

a sign of the tree’s rebirth.

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