Autumn Leaves.

Autumn Leaves. short poem

Photo by KellarW


We wander in this desperate land.
With hopes of anticipation.
You hold my hand, I hold yours.
Like woven threads in wool.

We are fragile leaves in an autumn tree.
Ready to fall in this timeless abyss.
Nature gives us the freedom by wings.
Floating in the air with selflessness.

We don’t know our destination.
Yet we embrace our journey.
We might be separated by wind.
But our souls won’t separate.

We know we were not forever.
But we live eternal in this love.

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