In the springtime of my life
I envisioned myself,
A sapling.
Slowly growing.
The sunlight of summer
Made me strong.
A giant oak
Withstanding, powerful.
Through the changing seasons,
Sprang Autumn
And
I realized I was not a lone oak, but
One
Leaf upon the tree Life.
Some light within grows...
Changing.
Turning me to brilliant hues
Before the Fall.
In the Winter of my life,
How will I return to Earth?
Breaking free of the tree,
Will I plummet?
Or will I dance with the wind,
For awhile
Caressed by its wispy grasp
Carried afar.
The body finally cut free,
My soul laughs the laugh of a lifetime,
And
Life and death join in.