Poised before impossibility
I pause to think
the simplicity of the Leaf.
Drifting down on a sigh of serendipity
It skims, then soaks
And finally rides the current beneath it,
Alone.
Embracing now
it questions not
It simply feels and watches
With muted perception
as the world floats by
Subdued.
Starved 4 Passion 
Beautiful.
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