The Law of Gravitational Insistence

The Law of Gravitational Insistence

by Sam Flot 2012

Sinking into the surrounding peripherals

Delving deeply into the senses visual and aural

Taking it all in as a scent triggers a memory

Set like alabaster in the mind’s treasure chest

Filling the present with

Some long lost moment and place

In time’s relentless barrage of

Perpetual perception

They call them leaves because

They tend to stay for only so long

Before they bid adieu

To the home branch

For one glorious fleeting flight

Through the whims of

The wind’s spurious insistence or apathy

Sent downward by

The heavily enforced law of gravitational insistence 

Falling directly or floating spinning

Freefalling with no wings big or little

To soften the landing

On another tree below or

The earth’s perpetual dirt

Ready now to decompose

Into the cyclical masterpiece

Happening always beneath the forest floor

Sinking slowly

Sinking into minerals and rocks

Sinking into the surrounding peripherals

Only to stay for so long

Before becoming another tree

Slowly branching out

To grow leaves that tend to stay

For only so long………

10.28.2012

for Jocie