Leaf Song

I have hiked most of my life—
huffed up hills unawares    
of the delicate leaf song  
  when Grandfather Sun    
  warmed frost on their bones;    
as though a tribe of women    
kneading bread in the kitchen—  
  throated hums echoing    
  methodical hands in rhythm    
There are three score years  
  and a trillion steps under my belt;    
  yet, was never aware    
of their liminal passage rite    
unto the Valley of Death  
One lifetime is never enough  
to learn, nor appreciate it all     
Written by Ahavati
Author's Note
They sing if you listen
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