These fallen leaves
On the cold January ground
Send a message profound.
I am bound
To be as these leaves
And fertilize the ground.
These fallen leaves
On the cold January ground
Send a message profound.
I am bound
To be as these leaves
And fertilize the ground.
As are we all, Kevin. Unless we are cremated, of course!
That is a good point about being cremated, Vivienne. Of course some relatives/friends scatter the ashes of their loved ones in wooded areas or elsewhere outdoors and the ashes still fertilise the ground, whilst others retain them in recepticles of various kinds.