To smell so strongly Autumn
To taste
To watch the falling of leaves
as they reach the ground.
Swept up by the roaring wind,
tossed rejoicing into the air, leaves
Fall again into a soft dream
where they waken slowly
only to be crushed by a passing foot
yearning to hear the heart of the leaf
cry out
Sunday, November 2, 2008
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