The Leaf’s Exhale (graceful transition)

It twirled down and danced across the grass in Grand Jeté .  Glistened by the street lamp, I thought it a tiny bird but its golden splendor curled and stopped among the still green blades, an autumn leaf in exhale.  I envied its vivacity. I suppose I have allowed myself to fall into the depths … Continue reading The Leaf’s Exhale (graceful transition)