
The sun has barely asked
For permission to move away
Just for a little while, he says
I know you will surely be okay
–
The birds have only just started
Having thoughts of flying south
Still enjoying the crisp dawns
Having done feeding the tiny mouths
–
The earth is still debating
If to slow down or keep spinning
The full moon has yet to declare
If its favors are up for winning
–
The jasmine is still blooming
Oblivious to the date and time
For there is still a warmth
In the little worms in the grime
–
All the other tress still standing
Green and tall in the long light
But this one here, is like me
Done…..and no more desire to fight
–
It cares not that the day is long
Or the earth still a tender warm
It cares not who seeks its shade
Or what of the next big storm
–
It seems done with all of that
And is now left with no desire
It has no need to say goodbye
It has become one with the fire
–
You, too, eh?
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