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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=425499" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Leaflet</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">One hundred ten from acorn cup<br>my trunk, once slender, up and up<br>advanced to tickle sun and moon: <br>I versify. Life's afternoon<br>slips into eventide to sup<br>beside the golden buttercup, - <br>among the joyous saplings strewn <br>no longer hidden, bounty, boon.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">From sunrise smile with dewdropp pearls<br>whose tears deck leaves as each uncurls, <br>from breath by photosynthesis<br>to death without a goodbye kiss, <br>from sapling which warm zephyr twirls<br>to gnarled old wood with outgrowth burls, <br>on how I live, on that and this, <br>my roots reflect before abyss<br>recycling swallows branch and twig.<br>I realize life's whirligig<br>spins rings concentric marking time<br>to final season's reasoned climb, <br>from shoot to trunk and branches big<br>where grunting pigs for truffles dig, <br>plays panorama pantomime<br>from small to tall productive prime. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Although deep rooted, tree to tree<br>transmits, receives, all share lore we<br>from long lost Ents once learned before<br>our quintessential none ignore<br>fixed time and place as by decree<br>we walked no longer. By degree<br>our waiting, shepherd like, restore<br>to earth a balance more and more<br>contested by Man's needless squander<br>from here unto the wild blue yonder -<br>None urban grey smog clogs dismiss<br>as harmless. Men must reminisce: <br>as chickens home to roost will wander<br>humanity - no time to ponder -<br>clima[c]tic tipping point does miss, <br>adieu to joy, adieu to bliss. <br> </div><div style="margin:10px 0">One hundred years and ten I oak<br>through summer sun and winter cloak<br>bore witness to the seasons' change, <br>to human intercourse, exchange, <br>from hoarfrost leaflessness to soak<br>when purple, yellow, crocus poke<br>amid the dew while worming range<br>both early bird and shadows strange.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Mid shadows numberless' my shade<br>spreads out amid the gladding glade, <br>where hollyhock and lupin rise<br>to draw light's glory from the skies.<br>May life for men spread unafraid<br>and unpolluted, story laid<br>to greet with open-eyed surprise<br>life's weather in whatever guise.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">One hundred years and ten I tree<br>extend my branching canopy, <br>while underground in silence spread<br>stretched roots beneath man's heedless tread.<br>Pride grew within, while babe one knew<br>to stripling, then to cemetry, <br>leafed out a destiny, which, read, <br>showed little purpose, tail or head.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Man's generations come and go, <br>ignoring seasons' reasoned flow, <br>would all control to leave a mark<br>or heartless heart on rugged bark.<br>But patient bark will overflow<br>this rapid race whose trace may know<br>no glory when their story stark<br>is told by ants in days now dark. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">One hundred years and ten. I see<br>woodpeckers knock, - fragility<br>despite umbrella overhead, <br>beside the shallow riverbed.<br>There beech and birch accompany<br>pine saplings b[l]eached by destiny.<br>There willow waves her streaming head, <br>there thoughts foregather, nothing dread.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Man's generation climate change<br>prepares - for tree 'tis passing strange<br>to feel through signals in the air<br>ice melting round the polar bear.<br>This threatens tree: new insects range<br>from south to north, thus rearrange<br>established patterns everywhere, -<br>some species sink, jinx can't repair. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">One hundred years and ten, few things<br>today seem stable, stay Time's stings, <br>like Cupid's dart, swift disarrange<br>the plans of mice and men, while mange<br>rots fur once fine, wine tart turns, strings<br>of cause, effect, converge, which brings<br>cusp watershed - yet still life streams<br>bark, branches, raft, recrafting dreams. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here see the brambles' carefree play, <br>here too wild roses mild display<br>their petal banners white and pink<br>recorded now in online ink.<br>Here too find peace and balmy breeze<br>which laughs at man's fatuities, <br>while honey bees buzz through and link<br>Nature's cycles while we think.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">One hundred years and ten my rings<br>record life's word, clima[c]tic swings<br>from summers indian and drought<br>to winters harsh and frozen out.<br>Yet 'permanence' like many things, <br>is only relative - Time's wings<br>ambitions and conventions flout, <br>wage war on s[t]age, deception, doubt.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tree tale is drawing to its end<br>with naught to strive for, naught defend, <br>as neutral witness I record<br>what winds have borne of bed and board.<br>Leaf blows from branch, Time's wind may lend<br>one hundred years of bough and bend<br>until the final bow cuts cord, <br>leaves die a log by sunlit sward...</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Jonathan+Robin">Jonathan Robin</a><div class=q>
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my trunk, once slender, up and up
advanced to tickle sun and moon: 
I versify. Life's afternoon
slips into eventide to sup
beside the golden buttercup, - 
among the joyous saplings strewn 
no longer hidden, bounty, b..."></div>
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