While I was walking in the trees
I saw a falling leafEntangled in a spider web,
An out of place motif.
For it belonged upon the tree
Or nestled on the ground
With all of its bright family
Scattered all around.
It’s caught in limbo, trapped in time,
Spinning helplessly
And somehow when I saw it there
I knew that I saw me.
For I am not who I once was,
Nor yet who I will be,
Instead I’m drifting, spinning, lost,
Longing to be set free.
But I have faith that in due time
That spinning leaf and I
Will break free of what holds us now
And, on God's breath, we'll fly.
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