Wrestling Restlessness

Rustling leaves

Restless to fly, to float

to let go of the limbs

that grasp them tightly

that lull them listless

Fighting to flee

Loosed, freed

High jacked by the wind

Blown higher and higher

than the tree

Destined to land

Doomed to fall down

from the sky

To die after waving,

Flags of color

brown into the ground

feeding the flag tree.

N. Wilynn Thomas, 3-16-14