Color of Letting Go

Today, a poem… Sometimes that happens around here.

The Color of Letting Go


My fall leaves are brilliant orange

The color of letting go
My roots take up water
And nourishment
My branches are preparing to stretch their naked skin
To the sky
This winter will be a time of reflection
Sharing the arch and bend of my limbs
With the mountains that surround me
I am no longer hidden
But present, solid and strong
By springtime
Sap will run through my veins
And I will be green and bursting
I will know where I stand
And I will seek out the sun
For new pleasures
And the promise of a summer
Of beautiful succulence

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