Fall To Rise

Once upon a bright Spring morn
In the cradle of a bud, I was born,
Snug against a bough, I waited to unfurl 
Into a vibrant green folio, from the whorl,
I bloomed wholly in Lent’s embrace
My looks, even Summer couldn’t deface;

~ I was a thing of beauty to behold

But, as the days waltzed into the arms of fall
A transformation gripped me, a condition fatal,
My chlorophyll dreams shattered like seeds ripe
When autumns brush painted me in hues bright,
Tainted in auburn, I fluttered in the breeze
While the passersby’s paused to click Selfies;

~ For, I was a thing of beauty to behold 

Until, like a premature fruit, I fell from high
Only to kiss the soil with an exasperated sigh,
But then, Earth whispered- ‘tis not to unnerve 
For, even a fallen soul, has a purpose to serve,
Now, ‘twas my turn to contribute to the ecosystem
With fall I rose, to be the pride of my plant kingdom.
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Moumita Dutta

Moumita, is a service sector professional and a Glossophile who dedicates her leisure time in learning foreign languages. She writes to learn, to convey and to hear her own thoughts speak. For her, a blank page is both a mirror and a stage. She says, “Writing is my favourite expression. It’s my way to capture my wandering thoughts that help me write some sweet nothings.I keep the known alive and give life to the unknown, through my writings.”

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