Leave the leaves where they fall — yes, leave the leaves, ’til they’re not leaves at all. . [ 1616 ] Share this:EmailFacebookTwitterLike this:Like Loading... Related Drifting Shrine Categories: A Few More ScratchesTags: Environment, Fall, Leaves, Peace, Surrender, The Earth 6 replies › Goff James November 19, 2022 • 6:38 am A small bird Sits on a bough Singing merrily -iku LikeLiked by 1 person William Michaelian November 19, 2022 • 6:43 am no detail too small — verily LikeLiked by 1 person Goff James November 19, 2022 • 7:04 am Cheers. LikeLiked by 1 person garybfitzgerald November 19, 2022 • 6:22 pm And then the leaves will feed the trees and once again become the leaves. You inspire me, William. LikeLiked by 1 person William Michaelian November 19, 2022 • 6:52 pm Thanks, Gary. I’m glad to hear it. But we’d best be careful. People might think we’re a couple of idle rakes. LikeLike Gary B. Fitzgerald November 19, 2022 • 7:24 pm Hey, we’re poets, for heaven’s sakes. LikeLiked by 1 person
A small bird
Sits on a bough
Singing merrily
-iku
LikeLiked by 1 person
no detail too small — verily
LikeLiked by 1 person
Cheers.
LikeLiked by 1 person
And then the leaves will feed the trees
and once again become the leaves.
You inspire me, William.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks, Gary. I’m glad to hear it. But we’d best be careful. People might think we’re a couple of idle rakes.
LikeLike
Hey, we’re poets, for heaven’s sakes.
LikeLiked by 1 person