These leaves may seem
Like a reminder of past glory
These leaves may seem
Like a reminder of future possibility
But the leaves
Are just leaves
All the rest is just stories
I tell myself to make sense
Not of leaves
But of my own existence
Tag: leaves
Autumn Moon
In the chill night air of autumn
I lay down on a rainbow
Of dewy grass and withered leaves
To watch the super moon rise
Between shedding branches
I lay down on a rainbow
Of dewy grass and withered leaves
To watch the super moon rise
Between shedding branches
Vibrant Color
Vibrant colour
Is nature’s most ecstatic expression
Of beauty
Is nature’s most ecstatic expression
Of beauty
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