Ode To The Journey Of A Leaf

Ode To The Journey Of A Leaf

You jumped with the wind.
You left the womb
of your ancient mother,
standing tall,
tower of stunning beauty,
soaked in Oak wisdom.
Dancing lightly,
freely,
your rustic green,
Emerald in the eyes of the Gaels,
glided majestically,
eternal perpetual motion.
You touched a kiss upon
the crawling river,
and I witnessed
every move of your
captivating dance.

I watched you engage your
new home.
I heard your brothers and sisters cries
as the wind passed through
with a message of goodbye,
and as I pondered,
my mind made a home
in the juice of your stem
and I came with you,
together as one,
onward journey,
alive,
free.

We sat together,
still,
resting lightly,
a thin raft on the crawling river,
gently adrift, peaceful harmony
on a journey passing ancient roots
of towering trees,
and the reeds,
givers of sweet calm euphony,
sway together,
an orchestrated community,
and we gently pass by,
listening to the softness
of the music,
at one in the heart of nature's
life given breath.

We pass the starry eyed
ancient trout
who looks for wisdom
amongst the gravel
of the river's soft bed,
bidding us farewell
he sits still and ponders;
birds nosily rustle the trees
in ecstasy of the setting sun,
crickets and frogs
in the dying of a ruby red sun,
bellow a mystic voice
to the banks of the pumping vein
of life with an Autumn
evening's hymn.

As the face of the rising moon
nestles in the heart
of the pale night sky,
casting the glory of its light,
shimmering upon the crest
of the waters edge,
we drift gently to the vast jaws
of the welcoming ocean,
and beneath the glistening
of the countless stars,
we drift softly into the
calm heart of the sea,
together as one,
onward journey,
alive,
free.