All the Grass and Leaves

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I watch them from below

As they flutter in the sky

Dancing with the wind

As if they can fly


I watch them from above

Bright as an emerald sea

While my yellowing page

Crumbles apart wearily


I watch them from below

Amber and copper shimmer

As they finally let go

Envy is cloying and bitter


I watch them from above

As I am tossed to a sea

A stormy, swirling tempest

While they stay rooted securely


I watch them from beside

As they drop with unsettling silence

With wings of broken peppercorn

And eyes of solemn subsidence


I watch them from beside

Though I am angled to the twilight

That filters through an amber curtain

That glow and flutter in spite


I watch them from beside

As the Winter's sun sets

I watch them from beside

As snow covers the world's regrets


I watch from below

a world quilted in an icy dusk

I watch from above

As the earth embraces us

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