she stands & watches
as leaves fall from the trees
letting go; let go
upon the brisk winds
of mother nature’s tide
some still remain
as the tree bows her head
bending from side to side
the rain like tears
drop one upon another
pooling at her feet
sprawling roots
upon the ground
anchoring her down
& in that moment
all that is heard
is the sound of sorrow
freedom unleashed
on a tide akin to a river
of sparkling colors
like Chinese lanterns
floating alight
with dreams within
© November 2, 2014
Renee Espriu
Image Taken From Morgue File & Digitally Altered by Myself
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