Fallen down upon the ground
Shining in the sun
The leaf hangs on as autumn fades
A sign of things to come.
For winter beckons white and cold
The leaf turns parchment frail
Its red and gold dissolves into
A whiter shade of pale.
Yet seasons come and seasons go
And new life springs from old
Another leaf forms on a tree
Fearless, free and bold.
A metaphor for life itself
This leafy arbiter
Fraught with fragile certainty
Of who and what we were.
Photo © 2010 by Santa Fe Daily Photo
Poem © 2010 by Jacob Anson
All rights reserved
With many thanks to Randy at Santa Fe Daily Photo for his photographic inspiration.
