Autumn has come
And I
Am floating subtly downward -
Allowing the Gravity of
Reality
To effervescently,
Gently
Lower me
Like an autumn leaf -
Released from the tree of security and serenity.
I am wilting and dying,
Fearing that there is no safer haven
Than from where I've come.
Escaping the sun light in screams,
In cries.
Denying this fate -
Trying to fly upward...
But failing.
Every time I gain the courage
A wind pushes me harder;
Lower...
Over and over and over
Again.
I am afraid.
The wind enters my soul -
It rushes like a hurricane
And I panic!
When I look around
I am the only one sailing to the ground.
The ground is close now...
So close... now...
beautiful written piece with richness in imagery.............Thanks!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very exciting and symbolic to human life and death....thanks for sharing