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final leap

winsome willow
leaps in the air

an act of faith
overdue

since the seeds 
of its slow time

were swept into being.

a break in flight
it realises

the satisfaction
in a slow death.

the roots leave 
their shallow home:

sometimes life begins
with death.




Comments

Chaitali said…
Sometimes I have no words to say, more than open my mouth and gape at how your simple words can capture philosophies sages take millions of verses to reach.
Enlightening.
Anonymous said…
So true!

I mean this geek is a full time genius man. Wisdom expressed in so less words...golden rule... the wisdom of the world is simple .. we humans make it seem complicated
Wow. Love ur writing :)
Unknown said…
I really like this one :)

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