I dreamed of a golden leaf,
Floating down the river.
Brittle on the outside,
Facing the wind and sun.
Soft and supple underneath,
Drenched in life giving waters.
The work has all been done,
Fallen from the tree of life.
Posted in life, nature on February 1, 2012| Leave a Comment »
I dreamed of a golden leaf,
Floating down the river.
Brittle on the outside,
Facing the wind and sun.
Soft and supple underneath,
Drenched in life giving waters.
The work has all been done,
Fallen from the tree of life.