Tracks of a Leaf

tracks of a leaf
rolled by the wind
across the white snow
pristine — save those delicate tracks
testament to what had once been here.

will what I do endure any more than that?
will my sweat, toil, heartaches,
tears, pleas, cries,
be no more lasting
than tracks of a leaf rolled by the winter wind
upon the pristine face of the snow?

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