By Scott Bailey © 2014

Once I was a seed
Bursting with potential
Waiting to spring out
From darkness into light

Once I was a sapling
Fresh and green and quivering
Stretching up with hope
To the bright blue sky

Once I was a tall stiff tree
Sturdy, proud and strong
Branches reaching all directions
Roots dug deep and true

Now I am an autumn leaf
Tossed upon the wind
My direction is not my whim
When I land…

Originally published in A Spring of Dreams

By Scott Bailey © 2014

Hunting or hunted
Running through trees all my days
To find a still rest

Originally published in A Spring of Dreams