A shaking leaf on a bending bow flutters in winds that plough the field of sky
It trembles and quakes with each gust that makes it want to fly
It clings with umbilical stem bound to the hem of mother nature's womb
Color turned being spurned for new leaves to make room
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beautifully imemrsive. great write
Thank you so much Abdullah your words mean a great deal
good write my friend
Thank you Norman for the read and comment it is appreciated
most welcome
For me this is about Life Death and Renewal. All life is subject to this process.Enjoyable read compadre
Thank you David for your read and interpretation it is most valued
The leaf feels almost human ā fearful, aging, yet still deeply connected to life even as change becomes inevitable. Good one
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It clings with umbilical stem bound to the hem of mother nature's womb
What a beautiful verse. Love the poem
Thank you Saxon for the review and most kind words they are deeply appreciated
Clinging on by a thread while the sky tries to tear you looseāthereās something raw and honest in that fight to stay.
Even as itās being pushed out, thereās a quiet dignity in the leaf knowing itās part of a cycle that doesnāt ask permission.
Thank you so much my friend for the read and most gracious words of comment it is most appreciated my friend
Soren, this is incredibly moving. The trembling leaf becomes so much more than a leaf hereā¦it feels like mortality itself clinging to the branch a little longer. And that āumbilical stemā image paired with being spurned for new leaves gives the ending such bittersweet inevitability. Quietly devastating work, my friend. š¹š¤ššÆļøš¦āā¬
Thank you so much Tristan your comments are always most inspirational and most appreciated
Good write SB. Yes, bit crowded in our house. I bring the tree from the garden indoors each night. Well, it's a bit chilly for it out there all night. Then I have to re-pant it each morning. Doh! lol.
Thanks Orchi I appreciate the read and comment I am sorry about the tree the last one we brought in the house did not fare well in that the Christmas tree was cut off at the roots and it tended to miss them
Oh dear! We could bring a Bonsai miniature tree indoors each night.
Birth is in so many things on this Planet.
New Buds being just one.
Like it.
Thanks so much Kevin for the read and comment it is appreciated
Each new life will com to us all soren.
Andy
Thank you so much for the read Andy it is most appreciated
What an absolutely charming welcome to springtime. Short and suite.
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Very good
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