Consider –
the weight of a leaf
the burden it must carry
the work of a leaf
Leaf hanging from the branch
cooling, feeding, breathing.
Beauty as it rises to the sun
greeting bird and breeze.
Spring bud
hope of world
soon fades and releases itself
from the burdens of the tree.
Giving itself to the wind
and ground.
In death it carpets the forest and begins the work
of building soil
and holding water.
Eternal leaf, ever reborn
ever dying
ever creating
ever on the wind.
Such is the burden of a leaf.
Till next week,
Andrew
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A really lovely piece, Andrew! Well done.
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Thanks for your kind words.
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Beautiful
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Thank you.
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Beautiful!
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Thank you
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I love this take on the leaf in the midst of the autumn season. But poor, poor leaf…
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Leaves are more important than some think.
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I’m liking the enjambment in this!
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Thanks
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A life fulfilled. Never the worry that they’ve wasted their time.
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They never waste their time.
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Another winner. Make one think about life and death.
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It’s all about the cycle of life.
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A fine departure from your recently short posts.
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Thank you, just thought I’d try putting more than one sentence together.
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And don’t forget their crunchy sound what we walk in them. ‘Love that!
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🙂
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They do a lot, leaves. I’d never thought about it until I read this. Thanks a lot.
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Leaves are often over looked, but they do a lot.
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beautiful words and perfect timing. I am just reading this before I head out to rake/blow leaves from my lawn onto my garden
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Now you have more to think about while raking.
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