The Wind Asks the Last Leaf of Autumn Why It Stays on the Tree

Orange leaf on branch


Poem by anne richardson

anne richardson is a chaplain, spiritual companion, and labyrinth facilitator and believes everyone’s story is sacred. She finds her poetic voice in listening to trees, birds, rocks, streams, and all that dwells in the natural world. Passionate about grief, loss, life transitions and dwelling in thresholds, she offers reflections on her website, to share her insights. She has been published in VoiceCatcher and Tiny Seed Journal.