The End or Just the Beginning

The Dance of a Dying Leaf

Weak early winter afternoon sunlight
Cold refreshing air with the kiss of a promise of cold
Tentative gushes of wind rattling the leaves yet bound to the tree
One lonely brown leaf releases its tenacious hold
Held aloof for a moment
Triumphant dancing freely through the sky…..

All too soon the dance is over
Presumed freedom crashes to the earth
To lie still in the once green now crisp grass
The predicted end for that final freedom dance…..

A more insistent breeze
A tentative flutter of movement
And the dance is on again
Free of the constraint that bound it to the tree
Free from the normal expectations of a leaf….

And the dance begins again
Tumbling freedom across the dormant grass
Not the end but only the beginning
New journeys and adventures for the lone leaf
As the other leaves bound to their trees look on…..

A gust of wind
And more brown leaves
Emboldened by the freedom dance
Release their tenacious hold on their branch
The supposed end, only the beginning.