Silly Little Leaf- 2

I flutter
in the gust
that threatens to
sweep me away.

My fears know for sure
there is no anchor
for a rudderless boat
nor, for a
stray, windblown leaf.
I pull myself together
hold on to what's left of me

The storm beguiles me
tells me to hang on
I m charmed ,and
let the storm anchor me

Against the wind
against the tide
I am blown
tattered to shreds
Me, a silly little leaf!
Lacerated and bleeding

I was also a life, once!