Leaves fall from the tree
it is bare
Wind caresses the pores
bringing change
Branches sway here and there
Returning back again
Growing slowly, rooted strongly
Not letting it fall

Nurturing on the soil
It will always foil
Death

Limbs reaching outward
Looking for life

Rain loosening the ground
Making unstable

Absorbing, Evaporating steadily
Growing deeper

Relying on the security of the Earth
Never letting it fall.

Royce Walston, Jr.

10-18-1993

*recolligere: from Latin, to gather again