falling leaves

we know 

that falling leaves

speak of death
in a season..

then we wonder

are we falling 

as  the leaves..

falling also with
 autumn beauty..?

we see veins 

in each leaf

circulation channels..

 nourishment

no more flowing from

a nurturing tree..

a branch from its

root now cast away..
and we wonder

where is our

root as our 

nourishment fades..?

similarities abound

we and the leaves..

 fearful we are

with our hidden root..
yet we wonder

have we found
 vision and courage..
beholding anew

 creation's falling beauty

light's filtered colors...?