10.20.2009

The Leaves Fell

His leaves fell until the ground was covered. The wind swung low and blew them away. Green then yellow then brown then dead, and it all tumbled away from him. Tumbled away in the wind and he stood there naked and cold and alone.

His words have meant nothing and that's all that he had to give. His choices have become who he is. He is no one anymore.

1 comment:

LP said...

"If your life is a leaf that the seasons tear off and condemn,
they will bind you with love that is graceful and green as a stem."
— Leonard Cohen