POEM: A Leaf in the Light

i see a leaf amid leaves
the tree is covered in creepers
these leaves churn out power
- silently -
each leaf making miniscule food,
but there are so many -
and so many hours of daylight,
and they take no breaks
they sit in tight clusters
waving in wind
still in stillness
- but ceaselessly working -
until the day is done
&
darkness descends

and i can't help but wonder whether they have leafy dreams, and - if so - what a tree's dreams feel like?

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