the leaves fall twisting
their entire purpose in life
is this letting go
*****
For my friend Teri
who synchronistically watched them fall also,
and pointed out that leaves live just for that moment
of letting go and twirling and dancing through the air…
This past November 20th, with high winds and forced power-outages
around Northern California, I stood more than several times
completely enraptured with dancing, twirling, falling leaves. It was as if
I had never seen this phenomenon before.
Thousands of leaves at one time flying in the gale winds
moving through the sky
like a flock of birds,
only to rain down around me and settle finally
at my feet.
It felt miraculous.
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