The Fall Leaf

I wrote your name on a fall leaf

as a reminder that even the end of a season

can be beautiful.

I tossed the leaf to the autumn wind

who embraced it in her outstretched arms

as she baptized us both in a blustery sea of change.

She entrusted me to the ground-

and your name, she lifted past the pedestals and the clouds

and maybe even past heaven itself

(Although I can never be sure, but I would rather say "I trust" than "I don't know")

So I wave to the leaf I no longer see,

entrusting my goodwill to an end

that I have accepted I may never know.