Watch the yellow leaves floating down
as they glide over the savory meadow
and between the rustling trees.
We are all connected somehow.
How do we know?
The Earth never forgets!
The birds chirp at us
if we care to listen.
The ancient ones reach up
with bent fingers and gnarled veins
telling the unknowing
that all our roots are in the Earth.
© 2018 Larry Kilham