Gloriously green in spring and summer, these leaves
turned to bright shades of flame, lit up the fall,
and autumn's winds tumbled them to earth.
Decaying, their remnants now enrich the earth,
and winter buds fatten with next year’s leaves,
which in their turn, we know, will wither and fall,
an endless cycle of growth, decline and fall.
We too decline, return at last to earth,
and memory is all our existence leaves
until we rise in new leaves, and fall again to earth.
Paul, the wheel of life turns as you embellish it with spectral color, winds of change, decay of death and rebirth. Your meaningful three words have created a tritina and they accompany the title with a true poetical pen of accomplishment and, I am sure, pride so very well deserved.........Karin Anderson
The form of the tritina suits 'Life Cycle' perfectly. I like the shift in the meaning of 'leaves' in the third stanza. Nature and spirituality is conveyed beautifully, enhanced by the three aptly chosen words. S :)
How strange that Paul should submit this poem today - the day I sent in my 'Harvest of Learning', which has the same message - the cyclical nature of life. I enjoyed your poem very much, and really appreciate the pictures it paints of the changing stages of life. I haven't heard of a 'tritina' before, but I like the pattern - it is very complete. Thank you for your poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A lovely Tritina Paul, has to be a 10, regards Tom