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Autumn Leaves
volume 6 number 7
Autumn Leaves volume 6 number 7 |
Tiny, delicate blossom;
Falling down
On sacred
earth.
Crushed by unfeeling;
Careless and
ruthless
indifference.
Lying lifeless, untouched;
Reminds us; that
Which
hurts, hurts all.
Heavy hearts weep,
Sorrow overflowing;
Healing, energy
released.
Great Spirit remains,
Always giving;
Never taking
away.
