Leaf

 THE LEAF

 This poem I penned nearly seven years ago, when I was sat on a balcony in sunny Augusta. It was a good time to be alive, and this brings back so many memories of a time that was special.

 You cannot predict the flutter

Of the leaf upon the breeze

It mirrors life’s unknown path

In its descent amongst the trees

You can convince yourself that things are clear

And that you know which way to go

But in the same manner that the leaf blows

Our future we cannot know

I’ve always lived my life in fear

Scared of how I should be me,

But someone has now rekindled faith

They’ve shown me I am free

To let myself become the man,

The man of which I dream,

And my soul I’ve rediscovered

Is fresh as any mountain stream

So long ago my light went dim

I could hardly even crawl

And the battles that I had to fight

Caused my creativity to stall

I know now that the hurt has passed

Each scar a lesson I had to learn

That in this life that is blessed to me

I must fight for what I earn

My friends were quick to tell me

As if they could make me see

That my perfect match was out there

Another fish in lifes big sea

But I was not born a fisherman

So I won’t dangle bait to catch

What other people think for me

Would be my perfect match

For now I’m free to flutter

Destiny for me unknown

But in my dreams I pray that

I’ll see my Queen upon her throne