Colored Ground

Love came falling
Like a lost autumn leaf
Struggling with the wind
To find its whole family
Long since descended
And raked to the margins
Brushed and strewn
Aside
By those most secretly
Suffering
Swallowed by the fear 
Of losing a wandering
Way
Made just barely visible
To their strained myopic
eyes
So pray I will
For love's grand fall
Knowing its tumble
And universal sound
Will find its roots
And break colored 
​Ground