A leaf falls upon the earth
One upon millions before
A letter to the seasons end
decaying yet not dead
Burnished gold of sacrifice
Crunching under foot and paw
Layers of life's end and yet a sign of life to come
Rain upon our gilded skin
Sodden to destruction
Trodden to oblivion
From gold to black we become
Death to life is our becoming
From branch to root our belonging