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. 

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