A yellow leaf on a branch
Saw the few yet green
Somehow did not see
The many that were yellow.
It’s time has come –
For the Great Fall.
Am I ready for the call?
It looked only at the green leaves
envying their vibrancy
Why did I turn yellow at all?
The fall, is now inevitable,
The branch was thrusting it out.
The leaf so wanted to hold on,
The force was only from one side -the branch.
The yellow leaf pondered quickly,
Can I trust the air?
Will it take me to a place
Where I rest and be embraced
With warmth and no fear?
And it shuddered, when it wondered,
Should I surrender to the wind?
Or, Should I resist the wind?
A question it had no answer for.
Those already fallen could not reach the branch anymore,
and relate their tale of how it felt when they fell
And those on the tree, did not even suspect the fall.
It started falling…
And the yellow leaf suddenly realized,
The only resistance it could offer is the weight of its own self that it carried..
The wind was kind,
as the leaf dried up, weight gone..
It knew instantly..
it will survive, without the tree!
Merged with the soil, it will nourish the tree..
© Deepti Vishwanath. Photo courtesy- Vishwanath Tekur