See

The branch

Rough, thick, dry

Of the old tree

How it bends

To get a pail of sunshine

A bucket of breeze

A bunch of new leaves

Clumps of flowers

We too need to bow

And bend

To get a new leese

Of life

Are you ready ?

Posted by on September 20, 2025 in POETIC MUSE, POETRY.

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  1. Sadje's avatar Sadje says:
    September 20, 2025 at 12:04 pm

    Very right. A good point

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  2. philosophy through photography's avatar philosophy through photography says:
    September 20, 2025 at 2:00 pm

    Beautifully said, GC 🌿
    Yes, to bow is not to break, but to rise anew—ready for that fresh lease of life. 🙏

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  3. derrickjknight's avatar derrickjknight says:
    September 20, 2025 at 9:27 pm

    Nicely done

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  4. Rupali's avatar Rupali says:
    September 21, 2025 at 7:00 pm

    Well said.

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  5. Livora Gracely's avatar Livora Gracely says:
    September 24, 2025 at 5:11 am

    Such imagery reminds me that even what seems worn-out can still find renewal when touched by light and grace. 🌿✨

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  6. Mary K. Doyle's avatar Mary K. Doyle says:
    September 29, 2025 at 1:22 am

    That’s a good comparison, Geeta. Good poem.

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