When I fall down as a red leaf, down to the cold forest ground
That’s when I am sinking, a wounded bird, a broken leaf.
When I land and break, someone stomps me into the dirty soil
That’s when I feel dead and empty inside.
Shattered, broken down to pieces,
Crawling into earth, through muddy tunnels, dark and wet.
Lonely, sad and helpless, alone in the darkness of my mind.
When I ﬂoat on clouds and run with a deer, up and down the forest hills.
That’s when I am rising, up the curve, a singing bird, a blooming ﬂower.
When I see you in the distance and, towards me you run, like a sunbeam through the leafs
That’s when I crack a smile and jump in joy and ﬂy to meet you.
Embrace. Your touch; my touch. Moment of joy.
Rising up into the blueness of the sky, through leaf tunnels and cloud alleys, light and cosy
Connected, safe and fully alive, together in the mind of each other.
A leaf is falling down and dying slowly,
Creating soil, where something new may grow.
But it’s all just in the mind.
Changing up, changing down, the rise and fall in tides.
I rise, high in joy and energy.
I fall, down in dismay and lethargy
Power, able to live, free from invisible bonds.
Weakness, caught in a mental cocoon.
Two faces of life.