Slicing through time
Yet falling so slow
Held by the air
As it begins to let go
Free of the past
It’s propelled by wind
To a new beginning
But first, to an end
Twisting and turning
Savoring the flight
As it paints the sky
With visions of light
Under the suns halo
A warm golden glow
Surrounded by love
It’s no longer alone
It prepares to land
As gravity calls
Upon blades of grass
It gently falls
Resting on golden leaves
Sleep comes fast
Safe and secure
It’s home at last
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