The tree is losing its view…

Shedding its hold some new

Leaves are finding their place

Swayed by a desire and a belief

To grow…to flourish and not just being a leaf

Cannot change what is destined…

Can only see them depart and behold them in mind…

Deep in Soul, they leave the mark!

Their presence keeps you lit & the Spark..

A question keeps probing Me..

Will they be again that part of the Tree..

No, as they are now Free…Free…