Agreed, every approaching Autumn I can’t help but feel apologetic towards the leaves…they’re just there somewhere and nowhere
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Poignant and beautiful! It is deeply moving to see the crisp gold falling off from the trees unto the ground. But every leaf is holding an undying hope in its bosom……. hope that the lost vigour and life will come in full swing……….. just the time has to rise its veil.
Very nice poem. With a hint of sadness as well. Change can cause some distress and upset. However, it also means new beginnings. I like change. I try to embrace it and look at it as a new phase in life. Like a new and exciting adventure.
This poem makes me think of the seasons, and how autumn and winter can bring about a coldness, somewhat of a death. But it was necessary for it to happen so that new life could be birthed and strength could be developed.
Beautiful sweetie.
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Yes, exactly. Nothing dies, it just rejuvenates. I try to embrace changes too at times it can falter but in a long run every change becomes a part of ourselves as you said – ‘so that new life could be birthed and strength could be developed.’ very true. π
Thanks for the lovely comment, Staci! You’re a gem. β€
“Leaves wander into nowhere” – they sound quietly desperate..as if looking for something, but in no subtle fashion
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Agreed, every approaching Autumn I can’t help but feel apologetic towards the leaves…they’re just there somewhere and nowhere
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Incredibly sad…
Incredibly beautiful!
I love your poetry!
Have a nice week β₯
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Thank you for saying that, Frederic. It matters a lot to meβ₯
You too have a great week! π
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Poignant and beautiful! It is deeply moving to see the crisp gold falling off from the trees unto the ground. But every leaf is holding an undying hope in its bosom……. hope that the lost vigour and life will come in full swing……….. just the time has to rise its veil.
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It’s is indeed. every leaf is holding an undying hope in its bosom – very true, I hope we can carry the same hope and vigour with us. π
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Loved the imagery
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Thank you so much for the appreciation! Hope you are doing good. π
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β€ this. broken nests or disfigured leaves, this birdie will fly fly fly free!
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Oh, yes it will…very soon. π
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Very nice poem. With a hint of sadness as well. Change can cause some distress and upset. However, it also means new beginnings. I like change. I try to embrace it and look at it as a new phase in life. Like a new and exciting adventure.
This poem makes me think of the seasons, and how autumn and winter can bring about a coldness, somewhat of a death. But it was necessary for it to happen so that new life could be birthed and strength could be developed.
Beautiful sweetie.
π
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Yes, exactly. Nothing dies, it just rejuvenates. I try to embrace changes too at times it can falter but in a long run every change becomes a part of ourselves as you said – ‘so that new life could be birthed and strength could be developed.’ very true. π
Thanks for the lovely comment, Staci! You’re a gem. β€
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You’re a gem.
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Appreciating your encouragement, I am happy to nominate you for Dragonβs Loyalty Award. Check this out β http://stringsofsoulfulness.wordpress.com/2014/09/16/two-more-honors-to-cherish/
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Aw, thank you so much! β€
I look forward to following the rules. π
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My Pleasure! How are you today? Hope yesterday’s thing is settled.
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It has! Thank you. π
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Take Care!
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