arise and sing

by John S

Of leaves,
liven up their dance
a rustling disturbance.

The wind, entr’acte, passing by,
does prick and ply their motions.
Embrace them, turn and whirl,
and love-struck, fails to die.

A wind swirling with its bustle
causing them to rustle
(as leaves are sessile).
Their time and captivation ending
with hues of autumn shifting.

Rending.

The wind, incitement with a sound included;
leaves breaking free
then flight from tree, soon denuded.
This joy in purpose released towards the heaven.

Of lives, they leaven.

5 Comments to “arise and sing”

  1. Thats all i want. Is to have the same freedoms as a leaf blowing in the wind….Uninterrupted.

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