Impermanence

You are like the autumn leaf.

colors that captivate

a treasure to tend.

I, a wild woman

with love to lend.

My heart yearns to forage

you from the forest floor

to take you on my journey 

and forever more.

Yet, 

my soul sings your purpose,

because it’s similar to mine.

You were meant to release

from the branches of your vine.

Taken by wind

untethered and free.

 destined to nourish

the roots of your own tree. 

So above, as below.

Is something I accept.

Yet your vibrance, a memory 

I can not neglect

So, inevitably I dream

back in time

when your goodness nurtured

roots that were mine.