Spontaneous Electricity (A Part Of)

autumn leaves...
fallen, crumbling,
dissolving into the earth,

leaving no sign,
no name, no identity,
not a mark, not a trace,

for the passage of time...
and yet...
a part of....

of such is my life.
and i find peace in this!
a part of...

all that has been,
all that will be,
a part of...

poem by Eric Cockrell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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