I am a leaf blowing in the wind
Looking for the places I have been
Withered paths, natures will
As life does, I roll uphill
See within my veins
Beautiful colors with
All the seasons change
Sweet summer rains,
Blazing autumn fires
Tread laid by travelers tires
Where I have gone, and
Where I will be
All apart of life,
The struggle the strife
Winters so cold
It cuts like a knife
I have been blowing in the breeze
Most of my life
I grew green and fertile
Now changing colors
I scrape the ground
Slow like a turtle
My edges are sharp now
My life in the middle
I miss my tree, warm and caring
All others around me
Dancing with the wind
Making music together
The sun so generous
As I lay on the ground
Feeling my soul whisper
My own sound
The smell of the dirt reminding
Wonders that abound
I tip my seed out
No fear, no doubt
That I have all I need
Within me to plant
My roots firm in the ground
For I am the seedling, the branch, the tree
I create the universe
And it all grows within me

Karen Cosson