The falling leaves

There was no wind, even no breathing airflow
Ginkgo leaves  were falling off onto the meadow
This ought to be the best meeting of green and yellow
And sky and earth and spring and autumn
From the warmest death to some busy grow 
 
 I can hear  all the sounds by sudden,
Including my breathing and heart jumping
And can feel all the steaming, as examples
The aureus  color and my dropping tears  
I know this is a good moment for saying
Some Silent Goodbyes to each other

Copyright © Xuefeng Pan | Year Posted 2018