The leaves fell, the petals dropped;
The ground turned, the world stopped.
But her heart kept beating.
The gentle stream that flowed down
to a river once lost yet found.
But her mind was focused.
The steps seemed so far away;
And though she tried, she couldn't stay.
Her heart was fleeing.
Her soul stretched the mountainside
While she broke down and began to cry;
She fell over and no one noticed.
--grb-- 8/16/11
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