In The Letting Go


Surrendering first to the colors of aging and soon enough delivered by the wind, there is no more graceful exit than a leaf letting go in the fall. For all its insignificance there seems much, still, to take away.

But I am neither moved nor envious.

For I am not a leaf and not at all graceful in the letting go.


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