Life

Once green and pulsating with life

kissed by the morning sunshine

and bathed in the misty dew

dry brittle leaves

silently fall to the ground

passing winds stir, sift and swirl them

into open grounds, forgotten vacant lots

green pastures and cobbled streets

 

They quiver,

shiver

and fall silently

footsteps pestle them to dust

but these little waifs

never question their fate

 

Carried by the swift currents

they meet whirlpools and rocky shores,

rapids and precipices

only to disappear forever

culminating their journey of life

 

Such is the fate of man

riding on the winds of time

carried by the river of life

he too slowly vanishes

into the realms of unknown...

Done