Oak Leaves


Gracefully falling towards Earth
lifeless itself,
having long since passed but still
exhuming only beauty in its descent
stopping momentarily,
on a breeze to spin
providing aesthetic meter to
the obligatory monotonous sound of all
Oak leaves as they crunch quietly,
finally touching the ground.

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