Leaves,
\none hand clapping
\nin the wind,
\nwings, bells,
\nsails sailing,
\nkites soaring to the clouds.
\nHow huge
\nthe millions of a multitude.
\nHow many leaves
\nmake up my person,
\nrattling my bones,
\nfilling my veins.<\/p>\n
Leaves wind-dancing
\nat the eyelids of a shore.
\nI run an odyssey,
\nto restore
\nmy heart\u2019s long journey,
\nfacing a garden woods
\noutside.
\nHow long can I survive
\nwatching leaves?
\nLive their dreams inside,
\nreturning with a healed heart
\nin spring?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Leaves, one hand clapping in the wind, wings, bells, sails sailing, kites soaring to the clouds. How huge the millions of a multitude. How many…<\/p>\n