A winter rain,

Of leaves.

Together,

They fall,

Silently,

Turning,

Reflecting,

And dancing,

In the warm,

Afternoon’s sun.

 

The leaves,

The breeze,

The forest,

Call me,

And I hear them,

Offering a gift,

That is always there,

And once received,

My heart is open,

And we join together,

In perfect peace,

Without any separation,

In the stillness of forever,

Beyond word, thoughts,

Or deeds.

 

And in such beauty,

I find you.