death in 3_4

Slicing through water
And passing by rocks
life goes tick, tock.

Through shadow and sunshine
The fallen leaf rides.
Right turn, then left turn
Just passing through tides.

Where it is going
Won’t enter its head.
It’ll Just go on floating
Until it is dead.

The world is the water,
And life is the rhyme.
I unintentional
Just past the time.