A New Leaf

In the season where trees shed their hard work in return for the sun’s crisp warm glory

I feel my soul shedding it’s terraced structure, tarps falling away in the wind

A new season of me springing upon the world, a faint glow like stars hidden by ever thickening brush surrounding my soul

And so I take in that warmth, letting the work fall away, a new perspective coming into view

Like a once green tree changing to a yellowed hue of fire and ferocity

A season with change clinging to its branches in each rumble of the wind

I cling to the fire thats kept me alive, but like all leaves of change

I must fall too. 

I must lose myself to grow again

And so I shed the fiery leaves that cling to my soul, bare and awaiting the new green growth

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