Drifting

  Disruption, ripples spreading ever outward,
 in a pool of green water. Reflecting the color of
 the forest all around.
 The leaf spins slowly, circling lazily.
 Finally drifting downriver, on a journey to the sea.
 Onward towards its destiny.
 Swept away on salty waves, a leaf afloat,
 amid the foam and seaweed. Like so much flotsam,
 and jetsam.
 At the point of total saturation, the  leaf sinks slowly
 down, through the depths, through aqua-marine, teal blue
 to darkest jade.
 Until at last swallowed by the dark abyss.
 Immense pressure crushing, profound black void envelopes you.
 Then a faint light flickers, and hope flares.
 It grows stronger, and reveals the gaping jaws, and razor
 sharp teeth of strange alien luminous fish, who hunt for
 food by the light of themselves.
 Prehistoric nightmare from the primal deep.
 Welcome to the bottom baby, your as low as you can go.
 And the bottom feeders greet thee.