Universal Rules

Whence I saw a leaf

floating gently

from its home

and I began to think


Gravity pulls everything from the heart;

melting some, growing others,

but each thing is used;

it's a cycle

happening over and over;

never ending


The leaf gently touched

the ground

kissing it lightly

before tearing away in the wind;

Gravity defeated, tears run down my face

yet even then,

the cycle moves on;