A disturbed and agitated day takes me away from my happy
self
I struggle to hold on to grounds as time gradually gnaws and
cuts through every thing that I hold dear.
Restless I watch with envy the trees standing tall
Its branches swaying in raging storm
Merciless rain
pelting the shivering leaves
The tree lost millions of leaves in this fierce violent
storm
The leaves that gave it beauty and grace
Bereaved now, it weathers the winter chill alone
There lies in its soul the hope of spring
To fill its lap with new gifts
It bears the pain and joy of parting and receiving again and
again
Holding in it bosom experiences of many life cycles
I sit in silence to seek strength and forbearance from that
naked tree
The thundering storm lights the luminous path of joy back to
myself.
Grief melts to flow away from heart
Like leaves flowing away with rainwater
There reigns peace and calm again.
