Leaves in autumn
Falling beautifully,
Hitting the ground,
Oh, so, gently.
And the tree losing it all
To gear up for a fresh start.
Are there any regrets from either part?
Not at all.
Waves on a beach,
Taking in sand, so slowly,
And lightly carving patterns
On it’s surface at the edges.
Serenity, is it?
Clear skies, and doves flying,
Whistling noises with the wind
Is this what peace feels like?
A/N: My final project for the academic year is done, and this is what freedom feels like! :’)
