A FALLING LEAF
In the multitude
between the cacophonies
of the world’s moods
there free falls
from a maple tree
with waving witnesses
a solitary leaf
the only from the
many arms of this
aging forest amazon
an appendage dropping,
descending, drifting,
sailing downward
from its height
to an umbrageous world
below ––––
a solo flight
its last and only journey
with earth’s gravity
to a mossy couch
below ––––
to be transfigured
into elemental structures
in mother nature’s
compost factory
architectured to be hoisted upward
through subterranean corridors
then erected in budded form
into a newly-Easter
arboreal quilted aparison
to awaken with the
luminescence of a
rousing sun
to flutter with the melodic
breezes of spring airs
to hear the distant
drumming of an on-marching storm
to pitter and patter
with dripping drops of rain
to once again be a leaf ––
one with the fingernails of a tree.
October 14,2006
Ben Gieske
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