Leaves aflame
With sun light fire
Seen through
The stained glass
Reminds me of
The night sky
Falling
With shooting stars
Falling, falling
All is falling
It is time for the earth
To renew itself again
Aided by time and gravity
Keeping it all here
The death and the dying
The brokenness and the shame
They aren’t going with us
When we fly
© 2011 Julie Clark
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