Seeking space and time, thoughts to awaken my mind
Time to walk in my wake, insight for the journey
Fate to spark, reveal what lies beneath the bark
Distracted by the roots of a tree

Show me your meaning
Am I dreaming?
A hillside descending down
I continue on foot, I take a look

From the branch of the tree, second sight
A leaf takes flight, caught in the wind

It moves to the right, spinning in circular motion
Free as waves in the ocean, rhythmic and illicit as an accordion
Terminal velocity brings the leaf lower, inhuman it raises in updraft
Predestined, unknown is its path

The sun lows, where now for it to go
Constant revolution, a dance in the sky
Like a bee, I wonder how it flies
Its journey free willed or has it let loose its free will?

Does it lead or is it led?
Winding low, it spirals lower
Lost for power, the end of its hour
Returned to the earth, laid to rest

I confess, this has a meaning to be seen
I pause, my journey is done, lowered is the sun
Am I dreaming?
Random steps walk over the brittle leaf, no utterance of speech

Visual intake for my walk in wake
Time for the direction of fate
A gust of wind let it begin
Reanimation sends it to the left
I pause again and inhale a deep breath

Louis Cecile

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