All but for one leaf

"If she[…] had known how much her first half-inch beginning to let go would take - and how long her noticing and renouncing owning and her turning her habits, and beginning the slimmest self-mastery whose end was nowhere in sight - would she have begun?”
― Annie Dillard, The Maytrees

A rock

dozes in the sun

A young sky

blinks

And rain traverses

a rutted face

Carrying away

grit, dust, dreams

The rock gives up

these parts of itself

without protest

(You could say

that the rock

has lost its integrity)

A person in a life time 
amasses 

reams of wrongs

Undeniably suffered

grievances

So many uncountable

Swelling

Unutterable

Things

Slop over the

deckled edge

My mind today

is bare as the trees are

Bare

beneath a tufted sky

All but for one leaf

dangling

crimson

translucent

Written for One Single Impression, "struggle"