Playing games with nature, 2022

leaves hold onto their parents unwilling to fall to their fate to create their sisters to tempt them out of their homes I stand beneath capable of bringing some relief to their tragic end by sending them to a place they've never been before my pocket they will crumble and die the will be everlasting why do I presume they are so egoic as me the human in need of such an unnatural reality to be be forever young and have fun but somehow not be dumb but wise beyond our years in tears watching as our bodies decay when what the lines say is I have learnt something I have felt something I am something I am going to become something else but youth we seek as it reeks of resurrection needs closer inspection and we don't quite believe that more are always born more children more leaves on trees once again another spring and with it another autumn and how far we've come yet not far at all now we are in fall and leaves do just as they should leave what to do but slow down to the sweetness of our own insignificance and imagine if this is the end if we were to be wiped out us the humans isn't that the fear isn't that what everyone always fights to protect our not so perfect humanity insanity drives the thoughts round in circles searching for a better way to say I surrender to the beauty of it all big or small whatever you can see let it be let it be let it be another song is released another playlist for it to be forgotten in who wins in the game of life looses everything in death anyway so what's the point only a joint adventure is remembered well as alone the memory is only described not felt so I melt into the moment beneath the tree and see no leaf fall upon me only grieve the blessings of childhood and dream of puppies kittens foals and lambs jumping around rejoicing the sounds so new to their forgotten minds their freshly brewed amnesia that they will build upon until it begins to make sense slightly but so far too late to escape the cycle of of recycled souls in life spans designed to make you old just before a revelation that maybe your final destination is hidden in the very thing you charge away from the little spring bud and little lamb the gurgling child but now a falling leaf you feel the relief and recognise you won't rest for long oh no the lesson isn't over yet another life before you've learnt it and each life brings so much more to learn or unlearn so as you fall into the earth and let go of what you were a new idea is forming around you so powerfully that it takes all of your memory away but not today today I am here to catch you and lay your souls to rest in my pocket of dreams where you are aloud to bathe in what it all means