# My Leaves

By [thepinkpanther](https://paragraph.com/@thepinkpanther) · 2024-03-14

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_'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’)

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Struggling wordlessly into the light

Startling eruption of limb

As green as green has ever been

Flowing and fumblingly growing

Out of dark moist cloister

> _Hail Mary_
> 
> _Blessed is the fruit_
> 
> _Of thy womb_
> 
> _Pray for us now._

We are born

Sun seekers

Gargantuan

Being-eaters

To be eaten

Composable

Cooperation of cell

Atomistic apostles of Aten.

> _Those on Earth come from your hand as you made them_
> 
> _When 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 west._

Deliciously off-kilter

Younglings

Rare and delicate

Star-fire flowers

Bestowers of heart

Murderous and monstrous

Little _mesdames et messieurs_

Wyrdlings of woe and wonder

Gigglous adorations

Time’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 allotted_
> 
> _To the sons of men, and set their fates._

Each and every

A-symmetry

Or fault

Is ready to take that shape

And form uniquely our own

If only we can survive

The violence

Of glorious

Juvenescence

That most exciting journey to behold

For the gods and the old.

> _The 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 body_
> 
> _So why do you cry?_

Broadening boughs

Pushing down roots

Weathering wizening

Procreators

Strange standing waves

Beautifully cracked

Hallow vessels

That sing when touched

Strengthening to girth

Heavier crowns.

_Good God_

_Grace a’me_

_Bless mine_

_Hold time_

_Momentarily._

Quick spinning seasons

Where everything speeds

Achingly open spaces

Free for next year's trees

Identities distilled

To essence

Sapping slowly

Dissolving memory

Hinting of patiently

Waiting eternity.

_All living things decay_

_They cannot stay._

_Be_

_Carefully_

_To gain your_

_Salvation._

_Cleave_

_The bonds_

_That bind._

_Reflect, refract_

_The undying light._

Though we may grieve

There is no staying grief

We are life’s loves

Labours lost

That leaf

Then leave

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*Originally published on [thepinkpanther](https://paragraph.com/@thepinkpanther/my-leaves)*