Saturday, August 29, 2009
The leaf
A leaf floats slowly, in the warm sunset glow, falling ever so gently towards the wet, fertile soil, and as it drifts down, it turns gracefully in the breeze, dancing around to the music of the waves braking on the reef. Once green, now gold,. it flutters about as do my hopes. I, as this leaf, drift along, spinning always in a downwards slope, all the while dancing with fate, believing without knowing, loving, without hate leaving dreams above me as I dive into the world, looking, searching, but...
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