A season is ending,
seeds ready to fly.
When will each let go?
From sprout to leaf to flower
to the mature pod opening to the world,
a season is ending.
The full plant gave all of itself
to form and foster
seeds ready to fly.
They shake in the forceful winds.
Gathering bravery to finally leave this home.
When will each let go?
Walking along a trail, the opened milkweed pod caught my attention. The plant had matured from Spring to Fall and was now in the final stages of the season. The seeds were clustered together wavering in the cool, crisp breeze. The wind was forceful but the seeds were still hanging on. It just made me wonder when each one will let go to begin life on its own.
Poetry Form: Cascade
I’m always thankful for new seasons! Love this idea of letting go in the season of life. Maybe I needed to hear this today. New form me too!
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