It's that time of the year,
with the arrival of seasons,
abscission layers gradually formed,
around the areas of petiole...
Forsaken by my home,
my fate was sealed for long,
so I wished, one last time,
to see the beauty of the life.
Answering to my prayers
a gentle breeze calmly flows,
separating me from the stem,
I was floating, in the air.
A strong gale streams,
lifting me up, with the wind,
letting me reach the heights,
far away, from the ground.
And I flew, soaring in the sky,
my papery frame, feathery light,
swaying, fluttering on the sides,
sometimes just tumbling down.
The cloud surrounds, birds do fly,
amused by my struggles in flight,
and they cheered, giving me company,
as I watched the scenery underneath.
The tall mountains to vast oceans,
I watch the meadows, and forests,
basking under the warmth of sunshine,
being drenched in passing drizzles.
I was amazed, with the sight,
being thankful of prayers answered,
as the journey, came to an end,
losing the strength of air current.
And I slowly came floating down,
I gazed the sunset, in the horizon,
wishes fulfilled, I had no regrets,
as I returned, back to the earth...
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