4/21/2009

Whirlwind

Some tree's foliage falls
earlier than others. Now,
that I'm stronger than you;

I must certainly leave you.

Through these years, I thought
my life would quicken like
a running horse; yet slowly,

the red hawk circles down.

For one brief moment,
the leaf prepares itself
for severance completely,

then joins the whirlwind.

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