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...
Eric Cockrell
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/spontaneous-electricity-a-part-of/
