she stands & watches
as leaves fall from the trees
letting go; let go
upon the brisk winds
of mother nature’s tide
some still remain
as the tree bows her head
bending from side to side
the rain like tears
drop one upon another
pooling at her feet
sprawling roots
upon the ground
anchoring her down
& in that moment
all that is heard
is the sound of sorrow
freedom unleashed
on a tide akin to a river
of sparkling colors
like Chinese lanterns
floating alight
with dreams within
© November 2, 2014
Renee Espriu
Image Taken From Morgue File & Digitally Altered by Myself
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A lot of powerful imagery in that writing Renee.
I love the description of the trees, leaves and rain.
Regards
Ian
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Thank You Ian! Hope all is well with you and your family.
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Wonderful thoughts here Renee as your words dance the colours across our minds.. Loved it.. And your lantern image..
So pleased to see you are having a little time to write again my lovely friend xx
Hugs Sue xxx ❤
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I don’t much like the cold weather of Winter but do love the colours of Fall that come before. We have some beautiful colours this time around. It does feel good to write again. Thank You! Hugs!
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I am happy to see you writing again Renee.. xxx Hugs
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the sound of sorrow in the falling for sure… but also magic in the being carried.. i like the chinese lantern image much
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I find so much energy and life in the living things around us. I am sure each and every one has a soul and at times if we listen very closely we might hear what they are saying. Thank you! 🙂
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