Monday, November 19, 2012

i am the last autumn leaf


i am the last autumn leaf,
holding on by a thread to the vine.
the green is all drained out of me,
i am dried up and waiting
for the end of life as i know it.

yet, the cold winds have painted
beauty on this husk —
vivid color that belies the inner
pain, and leads to wonder
in the eyes of passers by.

i cannot see it,
a leaf is blind.
still, i let go, trusting
that the season of this dying
will have an end,
and spring will come
again.



10 comments:

Deb Colarossi said...

sigh.
gorgeous Leslie. gorgeous.

Debbie D. said...

I have never known a year when spring did not arrive... whether in nature or within the soul.

S. Etole said...

There will always be seasons. Hang on, dear Leslie.

Loree said...

So beautiful Leslie. I can see that last leaf on the vine. I am surrounded by them all the time at this time of year.

beth said...

hang on sweet girl....spring will come again, i promise !

ayala said...

Leslie, this is gorgeous :)

Laura said...

oh Leslie... how beautiful and yes, a season for everything... always changing.

♥ w o o l f ♥ said...

"belying the inner pain..."
and yet, "wonder in the eyes of passers by".
x
n♥

fuoriborgo.com said...

an autumn leaf - no eyes, just the trusting ...

ELK said...

yes ....