Keertana subramani

What Is Life?

In an autumn leaf descending to the earth
Like a lazy parachute landing,
I can see
A thousand little memories, etched imperfectly
Like overcrowded freckles in a smiling face, and
A thousand shades of every color, but grey and yellow
Most profound. And as it's falling
Like a dying, man just clinging on to life
On a bench in a crowded park

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