New Buds

New Buds (Randyjw; December 31, 2017)

 

When the leaves were ochre

and crossed with white

they glittered in

their golden light

 

but when they turned

to gloss of green

their pointed leaves

were stars unseen

 

Extinguished

in the wisps that rose

that time

when it was time to go

 

So by my leave

I once detoured

to know that grief

forevermore

 

But cut and cleared

the new buds grew

and blossomed

into something new

 

And down that path

begun with roots

grew something more

from little shoots

 

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