Sunday, October 21, 2007

Fall prisms


After the rain and the sun
bursts through clouds
a patch of blue
captured within the
orange and yellow
fall prisms
of maple

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Words are the leaves of the tree of language, of which, if some fall away, a new succession takes their place.
-French proverb

Man's life is like a drop of dew on a leaf.
-Socrates

I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey-work of the stars.
-Walt Whitman

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

if words are leaves
as they leave
other words lean
in a direction
of a lean
meaning
of seasons they mean
so our lives
be kind