and the ground will come

Watching this leaf fall, I wonder why it has broken from its branch high up in this breezeless sky. Green it falls, but this should not be.

It should be crimson like a rusted bird falling from a wire.

Yellow like some doomed Apollo, or orange like a shard from the sun.

A single wing trying to fly without muscle or body to actually propel it, it beautifully tumbles, rolls and spirals and I hope the ground never comes.

• 08/29/08
• Arquivos
• 2 comments

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Comment from: Jean

Beautiful observation of Fall.
Jean

Permalink 08/30/08 @ 09:57

Comment from: Michael Burniston

Superb!

Permalink 09/01/08 @ 20:15

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