Like the flow that is time
I'm drifting like a leaf floating on the cool waters
Torn from the branches where I originated
Other leaves floating to their destination

The chlorophyll breaking down the colors of green pigments
Slowly wilting away internally
The surface turning brittle and shatter at one's grasp
Lying there until the start of rebirth

Once again, the cradles reveal a new identity
The branches supporting the developing life
Transporting basic necessities of life
Until the cycle begin once again and the leaf starts to drift away