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red maple


I stroll past a red maple
glowing bright red in the evening sun
one tiny leaf
waiting for me
since last spring
waiting for me
to notice her beauty
clinging with all her might
barely holding on
takes a sigh of relief
when my eyes land on her
and flutters to the ground
her wait is over
(image from here)

Comments

Sylvia K said…
Gorgeous photo and very moving, beautiful words! Hope all is well with you and your family! Enjoy your evening! Much love and good thoughts sent your way!

sylvia
November 9, 2010 at 2:36 PM
Kay said…
Beautiful!!! missed ya.
November 9, 2010 at 5:43 PM
Lakshmi -Celebrations said…
beautiful image,loving the light
November 9, 2010 at 9:45 PM
pink dogwood said…
Thanks all. Sorry, can't take credit for the picture. But I was out running last saturday and saw a leave flutter to the ground and these thoughts popped up in my head :) I love fall more than any other season.
November 10, 2010 at 6:37 AM
Val said…
beautiful words and picture - that colour is awesome. I agree, its a fabulous time of year :)
November 13, 2010 at 1:47 AM
karen said…
Beautiful.. enjoy the Fall!

Well done for the half marathon, too, by the way!
November 14, 2010 at 4:00 AM
Betsy Brock said…
Oh how nice! We are down to our last few leaves here..they have been especially beautiful this year!
November 14, 2010 at 7:35 AM
bindu said…
hi bhavna, nice to be back in touch! Congrats on your half marathon. I am in training too. Beautiful thoughts in poetry ...
November 16, 2010 at 4:13 PM
Dianne said…
beautiful leaf
I love that red and how it attracts the sun
lovely poem
November 17, 2010 at 9:29 AM
Amanda Summer said…
ah, so glad to see you back bhavana!!

lovely image and such touching words ~

happy thanksgiving to you!
November 24, 2010 at 5:26 AM
Unknown said…
wow. can i share this with my friends
April 6, 2011 at 11:21 AM
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