Lone bare tree
Emerging from slanted ground
Stands tall aside
The lake.
Ripples march across
The gray waters
Reflecting the dormant
Winter’s sky.
One solitary leaf
Dangles on a branch
Extending out over
The oasis.
Breeze twirls the leaf
Around in circles
Loosing it’s connection to
The branch.
Once a slave of
The branch
Now a captive of
The wind.
Slowly descending
Rocking
It merges with
The lake.
Released
It is now a sail,
A captive of
The breeze.
Free to explore
It’s new domain,
Now part of
the lake.
LarryB
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