there are leaves that float down from the trees

dropped by the tree cause they are old

and called by the ground ...again....

cause they are old

the ground you see....

cares for everything old and rotten and dying

it does not ask for the name... or for credentials

it careth not if it is a yellow leaf.....

or a general with military honours

all it wants is company.....

but it too asks for a price

you cannot be two ....

and you can be but one

with the soil

and the claims that lay upon you need be repaid

in kind.... for the soil excepts no token grant

blood be paid in blood

flesh in flesh

love in love

faith in faith

and it careth not if it gets trampled by the day

cause it knows

that when the night finally descend upon life

it shall be the calling master again....

(written in 2006)