In the arms of trees by: Mateo González Regueiro

Free leaf sailing through the air,
Follow the wind; release your cares.
Enjoy the sun on this clear day.
Soon you will fall to the earth and rot away.

Today you have been freed from the chains of your tree.
So fly through the sky.
Sing for joy.
Ride the breeze.

Chances like these don’t come to all.
Some leaves rot, long before they fall.
Drained, curled, and brown, they are thrown to the ground.
Used by a tree and by a tree thrown down.

Never do these leaves sail through the air
that offers liberation from jealous trees.
Never do they experience a life free of the chains
That have not been loosened since the day they were named.

We are all leaves.
Not all of us our free.
Some live encaged,
In the arms of trees.