Paper Poetry Prompt#4
The Autumn Song:
the longing of soul…
It’s time for the leaves to leave
their momentary abode, the trees, their cage.
Merrily they fall,
on the nature’s call
to be one with the source, the roots, the soil,
they seem dead to the living, off the stamp of being.
No! they are just unbound from their cage
And ONE with the WHOLE
deep inside, mingling with the roots
yielding nutriment, to the new life
the spring will bring.
In our naïveté, we fail to discern
the raison d’etre of this season.
To tell us all
the leaf must fall, to be ONE with soil.
Oh! the gullible human, do not fret,
the bygone leaf is not lost.
It is ONE with the WHOLE
to sprout and strengthen the young new life,
the spring will bring.
Like the river must empty itself
to be ONE with the SEA.
The soul must detach from the form,
to be ONE with the WHOLE
The yellow, orange, red, brown keep us telling.
There are colors in falling
There is a beauty in parting
What else are we, but the caged birds.
Free the bird, free the soul
to be ONE with the WHOLE
…this is the autumn song…making my soul long
To be ONE with the WHOLE
