Unobtrusive

The leaf falls

detaching from its world,

From what keeps it alive

It drifts through the air

softly hitting the ground

As I watch.

Not a moment passes

where it doesn't remember the feeling...

the feeling of belonging to something so big...

bigger than itself.

The choice wasn't owned;

it wasn't really a choice..

not of its own.

The sun comes and goes

And the leaf just lays there...

Untouched, unnoticed,

Just lays there...

The silence of midnight

Ringing through the air

The leaf lays breathing...

a paradox in its own.

Detached

Alone

Silent.

It disappears in the night...

unnoticed.

 ~~grb~~11/2011~~