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Leaves‍
Leaves drift down. Hanging on has finally become too much effort. Their brief spring-to-summer presence has been heavy with responsibility: tirelessly converting sunshine to sugar, benevolently offering shelter to both hungry caterpillar and hungry bird, favoring neither. Fallen leaves are pocked with holes, riddled with serpentine mines, chewed to bits. Some are skeletonized, with only ribs and veins remaining, delicate filigrees in unique leaf form. Fallen leaves will disappear under falling leaves, knit a winter blanket for earth, mold, and disappear into elemental fragments. It’s autumn, and trees release their leaves as easily as the sea releases its bounty to the fisherman. The canopy thins, subtly, and out my night window a new star appears through green branches. ~K