Harmony

Fri, 16 Nov 2018 14:18:01 +0000

Once
when a tree was all there was to see
I saw her branches dance with abandon
in obedience to the wind
I saw her leaves drop
and die
and dance

The obedience of which I speak
takes life from the yellow
and breathes life into the green
Here, when the wind-master calls
your duty is to dance
till you drop
Dead

I ask a dying leaf
“why do you keep dancing to this senseless tune of death”
he responds, still dancing,
“at first I sought the path of defiance
but age has since taught me
that the wind is a master that one must not resist”

Death on Shorendipity | Ahmed Shodipo

Harmony