As the wind blows
With patter of rain,
Leaves fall; hurling, drifting apart
With sudden stab of wound!
While the tree broods over its loss
With complete silence,
The emptiness haunts.
A solitary leaf from the vine
Cleaves the tree trunk,
Carrying entire spring within!
At last, there is hope
For a new life, a new song
And a new beginning!
“A new beginning” © Simi Mehta