T h e F a l l i n g L e a v e s

Today the sounds are back
Of the leaves brushing the wind,
falling into the line.
The glass chimes tinkling in the corner
Of inside.
And the music of the heart.
In this medley that churns
the walls, the sharp corners;
The outside receives the inside.
Falling into each other,
filling each other.
With the love of the lover.
And the endurance of
The Falling Leaves.

A series representing a state of mind,  a phase