go flock yourself

‘change’ (28.01.2010)

the quivering of a branch
as it whispers
(come, come closer)

the hesitation of a leaf
as it flutters
(flee, flee further)

come spring, go autumn
and i see the change
(first there, now here)

the bark peels
and then i am bare
(strip me of my innocence)

free-falling from the sky
and it is almost clear again
(but where do we stand?)

and with a gentle motion
the drops begin to fall
(splish then splash)

came morrow
(sorrow)

came night
(flight)