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Leaf Fall.
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As the light mist floated up from the
hot tub this morning, I breathed in the healing moisture, smiling and licking
the wetness off my lips. The sun played hide and seek with me from behind
the barren tree limbs, while colors changed from dull muted browns to
glistening golds and waxing greens before my very eyes, when the sun set its
mind to glowing. I think it was the warmth of the water that set me at
ease; I felt composed of a light airiness. Today like so many I simply
floated around in the water, calmly; not turning on the bubbles, listening; not
stretching my aching muscles, watching. Perhaps I'm more relaxed on the
days when the winds are calm and gentle.
A leaf lingered in the air above me,
hesitating before dropping into the water. One by one the leaves fell
this morning, and I was there to watch, to listen: for the sound as one
drifted into the water; when one skidded on the frozen grass still green
with hope; when several leaves layered together awaiting a gust of wind.
I was too early for the birds and their swooping, chirping, pulsating
early morning flights. I was there for the leaves.
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