The Fall

 She sat and watched it all -
One leaf at a time slowly fall.
Floating around in the wind,
And then dropping to the ground.

The lovely colours and hues -
Like the fire of a thousand suns,
Dried and withered by time,
But ever so beautiful still.

With tears in her eyes -
Falling ever so slowly,
Streaming down one at a time,
And then dropping to the ground.

Tears of pain and sorrow -
Of times that have floated past,
Sorrow overflowing from her eyes -
With the fire of a thousand suns.

As each one touched the ground
It enriched it ever more -
Making space for new growth,
For the rekindling of a new fire.