Seeing that all the other leaves
having fallen down to the ground
were decaying, losing themselves,
becoming one with the dirt,
the last leaf on the branch
chose to fall up,
dancing through the air
atop gentle winds,
boldly abandoning control
to be left at the mercy
of the gracious updraft
who carried him high
towards the storm clouds,
black and fierce
howling and mad
they stole the leaf
who became lost
within their darkness,
wishing he had fallen down
as at least then he would not
be alone


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