A golden leaf of Autumns grace,
falling towards me,
it floats,
knowing nothing of rules,
it darts,
knowing nothing of economy,
it catches,
attention but, cares not,
it radiates,
the sun twinkling through its fading pastel water colour.
leaf and wind,
laugh together,
two friends,
in love of life.
I reach to catch it ,
it whispers its name:
‘I am Simplicity’,
not for holding ,
not for documenting,
not for analysis,
Simply a moments joy,
Simply a breath in life,
Simply a reminder,
of wonder.
Etches etching
Jul 09
Thomas reworked in Covid times
can i reach out to others; as does the simple Autumn leaf.
