A Sunday Fall


like a leaf i allow a fall.
a chance
for healing- precious.

earthÕs chimes
begin stir
sing to my heart.

filling my eyes       wet
from deep      oceans
that      swirl up inside down my body
allowing my eyelashes
to      touch me

by          this window

hair can hang
oÕer    my    face
sun can shine
and sitting
                  softly sundaying
i know how
splitends
can glisen pretty,
like dew
drops on    a leaf
wet heavy and full         i begin,
a fall.