When Leaves Fall

A single red flower
In the snow
Lively flocks of birds
Still around
They sit on the gates
At times
And watch the humans
Rush by
Never seeing the icy
In the quiet water

Nature’s confusion
When the leaves fall
On the carpet of gold
When beauty and life have 
Likewise my spirit 
All deprived 
In a way
Of knowledge
Like winter’s grasp

Here and now
All turns to 
And all left seen through 
A haze I watch 
The leaf lose
Its insignificant life
In a slight breeze
Then lost
Within existence

The red flower withers
More night
Of dreams and frost
And soon it will be 
Dead forever…

(Arifa Isabel - March 2005)

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