swinging branches
swaying softly
suspended in place
until gravity takes hold
the waltz ends with a curt bow
a curtsy to the ground
the branch bends and then breaks
making its mark on the soil from
where it was first planted
new life emerges from the ground
and reaches for the blue
using oxygen as a ladder
until the music begins
and the wind spins
breaking free its leaves
and watching them float
gently to the ground
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