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Children of Trees
with song of breeze
their descent full of grace
like tears from the mother
as her leaves slowly pass
dressed up for their wake
in colors brightest melody
to celebrate their flamboyant death
branches bare in lonely reflection
will tremble their loss in winters breath
as the children of the trees
ride on autumn's farewell wind
and in their rustling dance
whisper their funeral dirge
And thus a new life
And thus a new life begins!
Beautiful, soulful and eloquent.
I felt the whole season I was right there through every emotion
Oddly captivated by the contacting shades of light and dark joyful yet sombre I had to insert hope for a happy ending. An accomplished piece! Blsssingss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Thankssss for the kind words,
Thankssss for the kind words, and hope is always a good thing, with seasons leading each other through time, we have only to follow their lead and persevere, life to death, death to life, the full circle of being.