Fall Time

Leaves of every hue

colourful feast for eye

But a death dance

Of colour. Not of gaiety

but of cold gravity

Crown and clothing

all tumbling down

Being stripped off

of life making sap

Trees will stand naked

of leaf, flower or fruit

Only in hope of

another lease of life

Autumnal fall

Winter’s rot

Spring’s surprise

This not of life or death

but of life and death

Not a catastrophe

But a carnival

No where to go

As all is Here.

Love & Grace

 
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Editor's Note

Editor's Note: This poem was first published in the print edition of Isha Forest Flower, Dec 2012.