Sun-lit leaves swirl downward,
Spinning through the air like dancers,
Twisting upwards in the breeze,
A silent graceful journey toward the earth.
Standing still to watch, I yearn to be light as a leaf,
Letting go to the stark, bare branches of winter.
Falling gently to nestle into a soft pile,
Surrendered to the sudden chill of autumn.
Written by Cecily Stranahan, our companion on this journey of reflection and self-discovery. Visit Cecily's Blog at LifeOpeningUp.blogspot.com