Free Falling
I stood on the brow of the mountain
watching clouds cast shadows below me.
Vultures were gliding on warm currents of air.
As I watched, a single yellow leaf released its grip from
a bare tree branch, twirling in a free fall of delight.
Free Falling
rhymeswithbug 
Beautiful it reminds me of this song
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You had me with the first line…..the “brow” of a mountain. LOVE that! 🙂
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A lovely picture.🍁
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