Nurture, in the cycle of life…
A leaf in flight,
released from life its purpose done,
sees the world for the first time,
aloft, high above the embrace of leaf and bow,
the miracles below bring tears of joy,
for all it was in life,
for all the blessed sun that gave it breath.
And in its curling amber tones,
as light as cloud on nature’s whispering breeze,
it recounts its brothers and sisters,
when winds did blow and shimmering light
did dance upon its green,
and impassioned music did it create
for love of just being.
As sky above, in glorious endless blue,
faded to a horizon of complete unknown,
that leaf did softly land upon the earth,
and in nurture of its falling,
knew it has purpose still,
to feed the mother and future kin,
with love and compassionate giving.
Tony DeLorger © 2017