# My Leaves

**Published by:** [Compossible - that which can live together](https://paragraph.com/@compossible/)
**Published on:** 2024-03-16
**Categories:** poetry, art, love, loss, death
**URL:** https://paragraph.com/@compossible/my-leaves

## Content

'I feel as if I'm losing all my leaves. The branches, and the wind, and the rain. I don't know what's happening anymore.' - Anthony ('The Father')Struggling wordlessly into the lightStartling eruption of limbAs green as green has ever beenFlowing and fumblingly growing Out of dark moist cloister Hail Mary Blessed is the fruit Of thy wombPray for us now 1We are born Sun-seekersGargantuanBeing-eatersTo be eatenComposableCooperation of cellAtomistic apostles of AtenThose on Earth come from your hand as you made themWhen you have dawned they live When you [have gone] they die You yourself are lifetime, one lives by you All eyes are on your beauty until you set All labour ceases when you rest in the west2Deliciously off-kilterYounglings Rare and delicate Star-fire flowersBestowers of heartMurderous and monstrous Little mesdames et messieursWyrdlings of woe and wonderGigglous adorationsTime’s incarnations An ash I know, Yggdrasil its name,With water white is the great tree wet;Thence come the dews that fall in the dales,Green by Urth's well does it ever grow.…Laws they made there, and life allottedTo the sons of men, and set their fates.3Each and every A-symmetry Or faultIs ready to take that shapeAnd form uniquely our ownIf only we can survive The violence Of gloriousJuvenescenceThat most exciting journey to behold For the gods and the oldThe Spirit is not born and does not die It does not come into being or cease It is not destroyed with the passing of the bodySo why do you cry?4Broadening boughs Pushing down roots Weathering wizeningProcreators Strange standing wavesBeautifully cracked Hallow vesselsThat sing when touchedStrengthening to girthHeavier crownsGood God Grace a’meBless mine Hold timeMomentarily Quick spinning seasonsWhere everything speedsAchingly open spacesFree for next year's treesIdentities distilled To essenceSapping slowly Dissolving memoryHinting of patientlyWaiting eternityAll living things decayThey cannot stay.Be CarefullyTo gain yourSalvation.CleaveThe bondsThat bind.Reflect, refractThe undying light 5Though we may grieveThere is no staying griefWe are life’s lovesLabours lostThat leaf Then leave1 From “The Hail Mary", derived from the Gospel of Luke, circa 85 CE. 2 Miriam Lichtheim, translation from Great Hymn to the Aten, circa 1350 BCE, “Ancient Egyptian Literature: Volume II: The New Kingdom” 2006 CE. 3 Henry Adams Bellows, translation of “Völuspá”, original circa 960 CE, Poetic Edda, lines 19–20, translation 1936 CE. 4 Bhagavad Gita 2:20, circa 200 BCE: my re-interpretation. 5 Gautama Buddha, selections from his last teachings and words, circa 486 BCE, Mahāparinibbāna Sutta. My poetic re-interpretation. See also Mary Oliver’s wonderful, “The Buddha’s Last Instruction”, House of Light, 1992 CE.

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