Like a leaf approaching Fall
I am temporary
Swaying in the wind
Holding onto the branches
Tight grip upon whom I think I am
I ponder the leaf
And realize the impermanent nature
Of all things
Myself included
This is not cause
For sadness
This is an awakening
Of my body
From its slumber
A keen awareness
Of my stagnant mind
An opening
Of my tired heart
The leaf
Like me
Will die
This is the process of life
And this process
Must be embraced