Last Updated On November 4, 2021
A leaf doesn’t fret over which is better— to swoop down in a wild, swirling canopy, a rustling riot of yellow magic with hundreds of others, or to flutter demurely to the ground in a quiet, private moment. -Stacey Murphy
This piece is part of my Garden of Delights series, see The Garden of Delights 30 Day Writing Challenge if you would like to participate all through the month of November.
Blessed are the hold-outs. Oak. Beech. Sycamore.
Flaunt your marcescent splendor until November’s curtain call,
Claim no commitment to deciduous or ever green,
Live in your own time, let the vigor of Spring bud
Finally push the old wraiths into spiraling free fall
When you are good and ready.
Blessed are those that remain
For another song, another embrace
Blessed are the grown
that live in playful wonder
Blessed are the young
that live in effortless wisdom
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Last Updated On November 4, 2021
A leaf doesn’t fret over which is better— to swoop down in a wild, swirling canopy, a rustling riot of yellow magic with hundreds of others, or to flutter demurely to the ground in a quiet, private moment. -Stacey Murphy
This piece is part of my Garden of Delights series, see The Garden of Delights 30 Day Writing Challenge if you would like to participate all through the month of November.
Blessed are the hold-outs. Oak. Beech. Sycamore.
Flaunt your marcescent splendor until November’s curtain call,
Claim no commitment to deciduous or ever green,
Live in your own time, let the vigor of Spring bud
Finally push the old wraiths into spiraling free fall
When you are good and ready.
Blessed are those that remain
For another song, another embrace
Blessed are the grown
that live in playful wonder
Blessed are the young
that live in effortless wisdom
###
Last Updated On November 4, 2021
A leaf doesn’t fret over which is better— to swoop down in a wild, swirling canopy, a rustling riot of yellow magic with hundreds of others, or to flutter demurely to the ground in a quiet, private moment. -Stacey Murphy
This piece is part of my Garden of Delights series, see The Garden of Delights 30 Day Writing Challenge if you would like to participate all through the month of November.
Blessed are the hold-outs. Oak. Beech. Sycamore.
Flaunt your marcescent splendor until November’s curtain call,
Claim no commitment to deciduous or ever green,
Live in your own time, let the vigor of Spring bud
Finally push the old wraiths into spiraling free fall
When you are good and ready.
Blessed are those that remain
For another song, another embrace
Blessed are the grown
that live in playful wonder
Blessed are the young
that live in effortless wisdom
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