lives and leaves
are torn
from their trees
and borne
upon autumn winds
they dip
and swoon and race
madly
across the face
of the moon
scattering afar
until at last
they spiral down
to the earth
to form
that final mound
after all
we all fall down
This is absolutely amazing. The visualization is immense, and the words are incredibly true and profound…
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