40 night fall

[evnm]

a leaf fell from a tree
and it was the start of you in me
and now so long past
i know its true
a root to me is you

i started on the west
baring and injured ankle stride
pointlessly thumbed around the desert
with a bible by my side
but it was a charm
and my arms the chain
the pages blurred together by the rain
but yet i hold
and you still hold

we're no garnish but
still shine
we're like the water
that got turned to wine
though its taken me so long to see
the change of color in me

i still look at that book
with the ink stained pages inside
i stare through the cover
and tilt my head side to side
and somewhere in the confusion
and clarity i still believe
there is placed a start,
a map, and me.
veins that feed the leaf
from the tree

I'm still a thistle
from time to time
in itself
there is some divine
we'll always be weeds
but by mercy
we are leaves
yeah by life we'll be weeds
and by Love we're all made leaves
and i wanna fall on heart
the way you did to me