leaf, wind

A leaf floating in wind

where it comes from
where does it go?

The gold of autumn

has already touched it-
the freedom of dying

Freedom of flight

from nowhere into the air
that freedom of unattachedness

A leaf carried by wind

what does it come from
what does it go into

when the still golden seal
is laid upon them,
what are the leaves after
in their maddening run
through the winds,
through the gale…

 

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