Wild Leaves by Patti Smith

Wild leaves are falling

Falling on the ground

Every leaf a moment 

A light upon the crown 

That we'll all be wearing 

In a time unbound

And wild leaves are falling 

Falling to the ground 

Every word that's spoken

Every word decreed

Every spell that's broken 

Every golden deed 

All the parts we're playing

Binding as the reed 

And wild leaves are falling 

Wild wild leaves 

The spirits that are mentioned 

The myths that have been shorn 

Everything we've been through 

And the colors worn 

Every chasm entered 

Every story wound 

And wild leaves are falling 

Falling to the ground 

As the campfire's burning 

As the fire ignites 

All the moments turning 

In the stormy bright 

Well enough the churning 

Well enough believe 

The coming and the going 

Wild wild leaves 

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I just finished reading Just Kids by Patti Smith and it was a wonderful story of a beautiful relationship between two people. I'll do a more thorough post on the book, but this poem at the end really touched me, so I wanted to share it.