I believe
I am yours
in a way
more than breath
and blood.
I am yours
as the leaf belongs
to the sun.
The warmth of you
opens me,
and I sway in the wind,
the song of my trembling
with my brothers
is a hymn.
I am fallen,
and you
are my God;
bring me back
to life.
‘Twas a day for leaves, me thinks. I too was inspired by our green, arrow shaped friends. Great work here, Jones.