Remember,
the dead leaves you step on,
crumble to pieces now.
Bur they had once been the foundation,
of the very things that saw you into this world,
and will see you out of it.
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These Unwinding Thoughts | Poetry
Poetry"Poetry lifts the veil from the hidden beauty of the world, and makes familiar objects be as if they were not familiar." - Percy Bysshe Shelley
Dead Leaves
Remember,
the dead leaves you step on,
crumble to pieces now.
Bur they had once been the foundation,
of the very things that saw you into this world,
and will see you out of it.
