Leaves

[Kamikaze]

Sitting in the courtyard,
A leaf falls to the ground.
It tumbes from the greatest heights,
But never makes a sound.

I never understood that.
Why a tree would shed it's leaves.
Golden brown and chestnut red,
Falling gracely from it's leash.

I sat there, quietly thinking.
When in the spring, they'd grow again.
Life is lost and given back,
I wonder - are we all the same?

When a life is lost to us,
Will it come back to us again?
A fresh start for the gentle leaves,
But to only fall again.

Is the cycle pointless?
We're a disposable set of tools.
Nature dictates who dies and lives,
Why is the universe so cruel?

It builds up a life you love,
And takes it away so easily too.
It's the ultimate judgement, good or bad,
And it's what we must all go through.

The tree is like the world I know,
The leaves the people I see.
And yes, one day, I will die too,
To fall... and be set free.

[Michael]

Kami, you ask the question of the ages.
Originally posted by Kamikaze
Is the cycle pointless?
We're a disposable set of tools.
Nature dictates who dies and lives,
Why is the universe so cruel?
Then, you end the piece by gracefully trying to answer it with a simile.
Originally posted by Kamikaze
The tree is like the world I know,
The leaves the people I see.
And yes, one day, I will die too,
To fall... and be set free.
You use rhyme well in “Leaves”. You don’t become a slave to perfect rhyme, but use near rhyme so that the message isn’t lost. And, indeed, the message isn’t lost on this reader.

This is one to make a person ponder and I’m pondering.

Nicely penned.

[Beki]

I could not possibly have said it any better than Michael - nice offering :)

[Kamikaze]

It was written in a state of pondering, and so am glad to share the experience.

Thanks for the feedback Michael and Beki :)