Since most of you haven't seen my other blog, I am gradually reposting all of my poems from there over to here. This is one of my favorites.
The Tree Of Life
The falling leaves, all red and brown
tumble slowly, spiraling down
with a seemingly endless, empty strife
Mirrored in a single senseless life
which spirals also to its useless end
The soul inside, as it twists and bends,
trying desperately to tear itself free
from the coldness of society
And the unending parade
of life’s sad charade
leaves all hope behind
The leaf sprouts brightly in the rising sun
A new life and purpose now begun
Tied to others, endlessly chained
through the hope and the promise now regained
And the cycle of life’s unending hope
helps the new leaf, though dying, to cope
with all that shall come across it’s path
Like pain washed with rain, in a cleansing bath
And in the end, the parade
of life’s sad charade,
leaves hope for all to find
Copyright 1991 ME
Much like my Hello/Goodbye poems, the sad first verses came easily, but my own guilt at being sad caused me to write the more upbeat verses at the end. In the end, I think it comes out a nice little poem. I also like my dual use of the word "leaves", but that's just me. :-)
