Another Season

I am strong, rooted in the earth

Planted in dirt

Grown from messy, gritty, beautiful soil

I am bendable and on occassion moveable

I will sway with thoughts and winds

Always tranforming

Always growing

I form new leaves to gently rustle in the spring breeze

As Autumn approaches they will fall gently swirling and twirling

Only to nourish the fertile ground so my dance can begin again

In another season