The Smallest Leaf

You hear the small sounds first; the leaf that’s gently made it’s way to the ground and rested itself on the soft earth, the quiet stream that’s just behind you trickling away from now till forever, the snap of a branch as a rabbit runs into the thick undergrowth and the unstoppable force of the wind going through the trees. You feel the air run over you, It blows away the heat from the sun which feels like a dancing fire on your skin. Way up above you the branches of the ancient trees seem to sprawl out like they’ve been wove by spiders. You lose yourself in the subtly of every detail in every leaf, the smallest lines which lead to the largest branch. Then when you think you know the sight of what’s above you the wind blows the leaves and the branches creek and twist so everything is new and forever changing. Looking down you see a sea of undergrowth, the small plants raise up and crash into each other searching for light and space. 

Song I wrote this to  - Smog - Vessel in Vain. Got to give a lot of credit to Dan Cresswell who recommend the song and inspired me the start writing again.