Sunday, September 04, 2005

Calmly waiting


 

Little leaf, fed on sunlight
Gave back to air and tree

Knew it's only through giving
That one's alive and free

Lived its life, full and plenty
And gave it all to all

And now, still here but barely
Withered and bathed in sunlight

Calmly waiting to fall

10 Comments:

Blogger Delirious said...

This is life...
Cycle of seasons...
Old leaves wither and fall and are replaced by fresh new young ones that think they will be there eternally... until they, in their turn, grow old and wise and know it's time for them to leave...
And the cycle repeats itself...

"Calmly Waiting" says it all... Resignation.

3:21 AM  
Blogger Lazarus said...

Don't know if it's exactly resignation - more of an acceptance. The "Leaf" did lead a full life after all.

For some reason, it reminded me of keat's "to autumn", although yours has a much more "robert frost" feel...

7:30 PM  
Blogger Fouad said...

I agree with you Lazarus. I look at it as peaceful acceptance, the end of a plentiful journey, rather than resignation. But I see how Del perceived it. I meant it in a more positive way.

Now, I am absolutely honored that this piece of amateur poetry brought Keats and Frost to your mind. I dabble with words Lazarus. "shou jeb la jeb"...

7:56 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

The movie 'The Highlander' is actually a poem by some guy.

10:15 PM  
Blogger Delirious said...

I think acceptance comes after resignation...

12:35 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

we're still calmly waiting for u to come back home

3:37 PM  
Anonymous aisling said...

Gorgeous photo-spare and evocative.

Thanks for inviting me to read your poem...

Yes, perhaps the end of a journey, but also transformation in unknowable ways...so the beginning of another.

8:21 PM  
Blogger Fouad said...

Anonymous and anonymous: ????

Aisling: Thanks for dropping by. Hope to see you often.

8:25 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Quelque part,
Au plus profond de moi,
J'attends.
J'attends toujours.
J'attends comme cette feuille,
moins l'inevitable chute,
que le mirage d'un bonheur a faire pousser des ailes.

A.

3:17 AM  
Blogger Ali said...

Beautiful, beautiful. For a second, I thought that was some cacoon.

8:46 AM  

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