The Storm And The Leaf

The Storm And.....
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seeing
the vagrant leaf
on the wayside lie
the passing storm
bent on its ravaging path
lifts it to bosom
in wild embrace
overcome by a moment
of strange tenderness

....The Leaf
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by the wayside I lay
and the passing storm
wrapped me in its arms
and hurtled me high
withered leaf that I am
destined to be dust
for few fleeting moments
I tasted heaven

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