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Monday, November 13, 2006

Rain and the death of leaves


Rain and the death of leaves

Fall rains,
f f f
a a a
l l l
l l l
i i i
n n n
g, g, g,
Sometimes soft as mist,
Other times, drumming hard.
Beating the tired leaves
Out of the trees.
Down they fall,
Into spreading carpets
Of oriental red and yellow,
Glowing in the
Dark of the day.
The leaves die,
Dropping each year.
But they rise again
In spring,
In the sap,
Into the buds
Of the new year.
Would that we could
So see our
Death and lives.

Betsy McKenzie. Nov. 13, 2006

Image of golden carpet, gingko leaves courtesy of Kyoto link.

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