Falling.....

Life is a fallen leaf
swaying in the rhythm of wind...
dancing with fellows and foes
and drooping
when it's time
Enchanting
sometimes it is
how hard the wind is blown
some shall never touch ground
but keep swaying
and flattering and dancing
like petals softer
and pollens' laughter...
But at the end
someway or another
every leaf that left the tree
shall come down to earth
like certain death
we all wait upon........

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