Monthly Archives: December 2024

Search for meaning

Posted on December 31, 2024 by sunrays

Can meaning resideIn the mundane everyday?Wake up to the truth. The worm is the mealFor the sparrow in the tree,Prey of the eagle. Why did the worm die?When the sparrow died as well?Nobody keeps watch. The early bird didAs bid … Continue reading →

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The soon-to-be-hatchling

Posted on December 31, 2024 by sunrays

I I have lived for a very long time. For many, many years. If I could count like a human, I would say that I have lived for many hundred years. Of course, I don’t know how many hundreds. For … Continue reading →

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Staying true

Posted on December 24, 2024 by sunrays

The least we can doTo honour a soul, is toTell their story true.

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Honouring

Posted on December 24, 2024 by sunrays

The leaves suffered, soDon’t trivialise their pain –Tell it as it is.

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Storytelling

Posted on December 24, 2024 by sunrays

When you retell it,Ensure you heed the dead leaves,The story is theirs.

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Losing meaning

Posted on December 24, 2024 by sunrays

They were picked for gloss,Colour, or both – sadly none,Have made it to now.

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There’s more to the story

Posted on December 24, 2024 by sunrays

Sealing a momentIs more than just picking leaves,The story needs more.

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Reflecting

Posted on December 24, 2024 by sunrays

Did it rain that day?Or was it terribly hot?Dead leaves do not speak.

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Time capsule

Posted on December 24, 2024 by sunrays

Fossils in a book,All captioned in running hand –A slice from old times.

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The beginning of a story

Posted on December 24, 2024 by sunrays

Leaves picked off a bushOn a summer afternoon,And placed in a book.

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