Trees fall,
New saplings rise,
Small and innocent,
To become mighty towers,
Resplendent,
In their
Strength and beauty.
We wake and sleep,
Laugh, love,
Then pass on our way,
Leaving
The ripple that was us,
Floating
In the ether.
All things are eternal,
A rise and fall of form,
Forever reborn,
A manifestation of life,
Leaving its mark
In the earth,
In our hearts.
