Autumn's Last Leaf

I wrote this for all of those moments that we get lost in life, feel like all we do is blend in and all we really want, is to be uniquely individual.
















The wind forces
unwanted movement
pushing one branch
against another.
And the place
where I am sustained,
the place that holds
all my strength,
finally releases
and I am falling.
For one brief moment,
I am free.
Absolved of expectations,
relieved of duties,
my stationary existence
banished and exhausted,
I descend with grace.
Now, the earth
is my anchor
and I rest atop
my previous companions,
that have transformed
and voice, no longer.
The warmth of the sun
is peaceful on my face,
and my edges dry
and start to curl.
I dream
I am discarded,
once again
to resemble
all the others.
but, in this moment,
I lay among the flowers
and my beauty
is unforgettable.