Autumn Wind

The leaves tremble the leaves are afraid of autumn the leaves are afraid and yet they dance with the wind see, these leaves, these frightened leaves, come down in a quick dance and lie naked on the earth the bare earth. - I stared at the garden: the apple trees are full of apples. The branches of the quince trees are heavy with the weight of quinces. - You are a leaf you are every leaf on all the trees. Particle by particle, I: earth the earth of this garden. Where did we go? Naked? Frightened? ...