The leaves are
falling, falling as if from far up
as if orchards
were dying high in space.
Each leaf falls as if it were motioning "no."
Each leaf falls as if it were motioning "no."
And tonight the
heavy earth is falling
away from all other stars in the loneliness.
away from all other stars in the loneliness.
We're all falling.
This hand here is falling.
And look at the other one. It's in them all.
And look at the other one. It's in them all.
And yet there is
Someone, whose hands
infinitely calm, holding up all this falling.
infinitely calm, holding up all this falling.
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