Tenacious
It clings there
One single solitary leaf
Its siblings long since composting
On the ground below
Its colors are no more
It is a dry, lifeless, brown
And yet it holds fast
Evidence of a nearly forgotten spring
When it was young, pliant, and green
Yet still it adheres persistently to its branch
Through strong autumn winds
And winter’s frost and freezing cold
This one, single, solitary leaf
Its beauty long since faded
Unshakable and defiant it stays
Its attachment unbreakable, unassailable
Staunchly it clings there
And I wonder how it can be so strong
So tenacious?
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Love this so much. The photo almost says it all, but your words waxed poetic! It speaks to me of those of us who are true Survivors.
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Thank you Celenia – I have been watching that little leaf for months now, wondering when it will finally fall, but nope – through strong winds and foul weather of all kinds it hangs on – much like a survivor as you so profoundly point out. It speaks to me as well, until finally I had to try to find words to describe it. Thanks so much for your kind, and very wise, words.
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A great poem. All living things love life and don’t want to give it up. Maybe the leaf does too.
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You may well be right. Thanks hon
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Welcome🙏🏻
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IT SPEAKS VOLUMES CAROL, WELL DONE, CHINA
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thanks China
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Reblogged this on LIVING THE DREAM.
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You are so very kind, thanks so much…
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BEST WISHES FOR THE NEW YEAR CAROL, FROM CHINA
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Thank you China, and may you continue to enjoy much success and many, many blessings throughout the New Year.
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