The maple leaves
dancing down gently
in the blithe morning
under the influence of the charming sun
and I stand there agape
forgetting everything
that I carry on my mind
‘cause in front of such nature’s caper
all my pain look ostensible
and all I call my own appear fictitious
for I am nothing but a fleck
ready to dissolve in the oblivion
in the embrace of the vast universe

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