It can be
saddening,
to lose
a leaf, a stem -
a branch -
from the tree
of your heart.
What does not bear fruit
is in turn, doing harm:
Weighing on the tree
sapping it of nourishment
twisting its thick bark into gnarls
causing the tree to lean in pain.
Yes, it can be painful to lose a limb.
Still, much liberation comes from loss.
Unburdened, the tree can stretch forth into the sky
expanding, flourishing, bearing more fruit than ever before.
Letting go of that which no longer serves a purpose
the heart will feel lighter, and will have more love to give.
love, that wont be wasted, or unappreciated, or unreciprocated.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
As one celebrates achievements one has to be ready to bear the loss too. That is life. Giving and forgiving should be our motto. Very nice poem. Liked it.