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under drops, under cloud,
in the air, toward the ground,
and in that moment brief between,
drifting—ever so slowly.
like a leaf, once so green,
then so bright and to be seen—
but now so faded, brittle, brown:
free at last to be lowly.
not unwilling, never wronged,
neither fatefully drawn along,
but for goodness—for the earth!
To my source I go wholly.

Published by Caelan Rowan McCuen

Poet and writer of imaginative fiction; lover of ancient wisdom literature and mythology; one most passionate about the vibrant world, and all life, and all beauty...it is all I am.

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