The leaf

I’m drifting to a distant planet

Looking above the earth frozen

I’m an eagle carried by the wind

I’m a leaf stolen from a tree

I stare at the silent forest

It smells the fresh wood

I peer at the solitary lake

It looks like a desert sand

Hovering and spinning over all

I smell the motionless life beneath

And I feel  glad to be carried away

On a far and nebulous planet