So Something Else Can Be

by P. R. Lowe

copyright © October14, 2017leaves

Leaves lying

spying on me as I walk by

Leaves falling

calling my name again and again

to come and fly

weightless

free in the arms of something

I cannot see

Wistful

I watch and listen

to the beauty of letting go

so something else can be

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