Few maple leaves
hop
on the wooden surface,
their
burgundy
contrasts with the polished
brown of the semi-circular deck
the playful wind drives them
off,
the grass hugs the dried skins, giving
them a final home, in the back-garden.
they are reborn as tiny
stalks
in the same yard
in
the spring!
Sep 30, 2024
Sep 30, 2024 at 6:02 PM UTC
Few maple leaves
hop
on the wooden surface,
their
burgundy
contrasts with the polished
brown of the semi-circular deck
the playful wind drives them
off,
the grass hugs the dried skins, giving
them a final home, in the back-garden.
they are reborn as tiny
stalks
in the same yard
in
the spring!
Inspired by the sight of fallen leaves and their final journey in nature where there is nothing wasteful.
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