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Book 33 Page 43

Forever changing world

When the leaf falls from the tree,

the tree still goes on living.

And when the tree falls to the ground,

the earth still goes on turning.

And when I die the world will still go on

and yet in all cases,

the world will never quite be the same.

But I do believe that I will come back somehow,

like the leaf upon the tree, 

like the tree upon the earth,

I will come back to play the game again.

In another time, in another season.

© Written by Dominic John Gill www.poetry.net.au  ominicj7@poetry.net.au Dec 13 2001