In only an hour the ginkgo shed
its store of leaves.
I sat outside in the morning sun
and watched them shower the ground
until they formed a golden lake.
There’s grace in letting go.
by Kurt Brobeck.
© 2006 by Kurt Brobeck.
In only an hour the ginkgo shed
its store of leaves.
I sat outside in the morning sun
and watched them shower the ground
until they formed a golden lake.
There’s grace in letting go.
by Kurt Brobeck.
© 2006 by Kurt Brobeck.
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