A tree has many branches and many more leaves.
It provides shade and comfort and filters the air
Of contaminants put there by some odd species.
Some leaves break for the wind. Others die of disease.
One cannot get mad at them. That wouldn’t be fair
To nature as a process the whole world perceives.
High and dry leaves leave branches. The stiff winter cold
Takes its toll on the tree’s staying fully awake
For the season oncoming. It must fall asleep.
To consider its losses would be rather cheap
Because it knows that it has not made a mistake.
By forces infinite it knows that it’s controlled.
If someone wants to leave you, you must let them go
Though it will not be easy. If you know you’ve done
Everything you could dream of to make things alright.
You must know that you’ve done so and then take delight
In the new opportunity that has begun.
As the leaf who remains intact you then can grow.
People change with the seasons, always wanting more
Than they had to begin with – or so they perceived.
Can you love yourself enough to just let them go?
Only in solitude are you able to know
Yourself inside and out, and once this is achieved,
You’ll attract someone who you will truly adore.