Look for me no more

when I am gone

as per ordain of yore

From green to yellow

then to deep brown

transformation in my body occurs

sans caring for my frown

slowly my grip loosens

I am denuded from twigs and branches

my faded contour

caresses, kisses, and mingles

with mother earth

manifesting one more time

life’s transience

Yet I feel blessed

as my life comes full circle

lends credence to fall of autumn

facilitates new leases of life

Let earth blossom one more time.

~Sujata Dash

Bhubaneshwar, India