Moments by moments like beads
On a string drop down, another count
Is complete, a sapling sprouts from a seed
Into a young plant soon it grows
Tender shoots mature and ripe
Leaves mellow calmly to autumn glow
For a while then return to soil to enrich new life
In the next spring blooms, blossoms anew
In the woodlands smile and thrive!
string drops down to spill the bead...Good..then the sprouts from a seed to fulfill the duty of the cyclic process..the imagination flares up.Thank you for sharing..Happy New Year..
Time slips by and years fall off like beads from a string or leaves from a tree to be repaced by new ones! A new Year has dawned! Hope it will herald a new spring! Enjoyed! !
everyone of us is entangled in the cycle of life.use of nice metaphor....loved it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
another count. the game is progressing. nice flowing poem.