A leaf is a departure from its security, falling
until its resting place is a blend,
though no one may recall that original cling
for now there is a beauty in its rend.
For we are in that simple dose of humanity,
a piece of you and me and each one
encounters a similar responsive society
all visible in nature so clearly won.
So she or he or little does it matter whom
contributes to the mosaic is our blend
we derive a certain release from the womb
only trust with each other we depend.
Glance upon a skyward beauty sweet Grace
In each other’s arms we may certain embrace.