Counting Leaves - River Crombie

I counted leaves

Which fall to the wind

Take all the green

Please explain me the way

The direction is plain for those who can see

Walk out to the tide

Break the new wall

Take it alone

Now growing below

Movement in the earth

What comes by the end remains on the path

To where it will be

To where it will be

Gone back numbering dreams

The colour in time thought of in me

I thought but effort controls

Why bother the one who is silent in prayer

Stay like a mountain fixed

Where the animals dwell in a heart made of land

Now growing below

Movement in the earth

What comes by the end remains on the path

To where it will be

To where it will be