I was a single leaf hanging around,
just waving in the breeze of existence
I tasted the waters of life as they descended
from not I know, But it felt good as I
was enveloped with their droplets.

But time moved on and where once there
were many of us snuggled up, knowing
that we weren't alone but then the mood
of times changed and where lush greens
of shade merged now others changed again.

Some were tinged in the throws of a burgundy
eclipse, not fully formed but a curvature of a
merging of contemplating. Which  suited
them in this formation of what was and what
they were becoming..

Others were no longer in sight, they were
wisps in the breath of life taken from their
resting and absconded from our sight.
I felt this diversity upon my being, I was
not the same as I was before a shade unknown.

My brothers and sisters malted to their new
shades of complexity. Like before we were all
green but not the same subtle hues, shapes,
made us different from those above and those
descended below now we once again changed.

As if our inner beings were now given the
complexation of inner thoughts, saturated
in these new hues, we were departing from
each other falling into a distance not contemplated
before, we were only a few foliage now near naked.

I couldn't take this loneliness anymore, I was
only one of two that lingered in this abyss of
cold contemplation. I was cherry red or so
I was told now I heard whispers that I was
a withered brown now, my time finite.

Wondering whether to loosen my grip now
frail and lingering of the prospect of just
Letting go and releasing myself in to
oblivions breath seeing where it takes me
beyond this place I falter in desperation.

So weak am I, a shell of my former elegance
that once flourished with so many others.
Now we are singular in numbers and I am  
weak from this breath of life loosening
my holding with each colder day.

Relinquishing my need to be here, I slowly
seed the air with my being and ponder the
tranquillity of my predicament.
Looking I see the branch that held me for
so long, now distant from me as I descend.

Withered I saw the green of the place in static motion
below. And my senses did ponder upon the ligaments,
depleted carcasses of those know now nothing but a
husk and then realization breathed upon me. And I knew
I was now but nourishment for the cold earth below.