Poetry - Deciduous

Painting and Poem by Abe V Rotor

You lose your crown that you may gain
Freedom to reach the sky;
For the sun to bathe your whole being,
The lowly at where they lie.

The sky and ground thus become one,
To renew hope in the sunbeam;
As the sun rises, prime mover of all,
To flow through the living stream.

You litter the floor to keep the rain,
Feed the microbes, the brute you tame,
Break carbon to its original form,
And send genie to the next game.

You're obedient as seasons come and go,
And humble are your ways untold;
Loyal to your old gene, indeed you're true
To your kin as you grow old.

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