Could the leaves not fall for me?
To tread upon in chill November,
Scenting the world with sweet decay.
Could the skies not cry for me?
Their steady tears, an orchestra;
Their moans and wails, a lullaby.
Could the grass not grow for me?
Fields of friendly waving hands
Whispering hello to remind me I'm not alone.
Could the petals not wilt for me?
Painting scenes in muted and melancholy colors
For my viewing pleasure.
Is it possible that this sweet, ripe fruit
was made solely for my tasting?
When the world ends
is it my darkness that fills it's void?
Could it be that when
the earth’s breast, at last, heaves it's final breath,
That it is merely mimicking my own?
Could the world exist only because
I do?
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WELCOME ANDE ~ Thanks you for a wonderfully philosophical first poen. Elegantly penned and rippling with rhythm as becomes a poem linking you and nature ! The last couplet sums up your philosophy in the poem perfectly, "Could the World exist only because I do ? The answer is YES ! Without you ~ without me there is no Planet earth ~ awesome thought ~ thanks for sharing. I am a Scientist and I love FEMALE ENGINEERS you bring something special to the Poetry Table ! More please ! Yours BRIAN
Welcome to MPS. Wonderful write
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