There are moments when nature becomes our quietest teacher. A fallen leaf, a flowing river, an old tree, or the silence of an evening can sometimes tell us what words cannot.

This poem was born from one such quiet moment in a little park—where the changing seasons reminded me that life, too, is constantly changing. We lose people, memories, dreams, and sometimes parts of ourselves, yet the journey continues.

Perhaps life is not always about holding on. Sometimes it is about accepting what has passed, finding courage in the present, and taking the next step with hope.

Through the Fallen Leaves

I walk through the fallen leaves
that cover the earth like memories—
golden, fragile,
and quietly fading.

The trees say nothing,
yet I hear them speak
of seasons that have passed.
They seem to whisper:
I have faced your storms;
I have found the courage
to stand again.

Sometimes I sit beneath an old tree
and simply look at the sky.
No questions.
No answers.
Just me and the silence.

The river keeps moving,
never asking yesterday to return.
The birds keep singing,
as if they know
that every morning is a song.

I watch a leaf drift down
and wonder—
was its falling an ending,
or simply another beginning?

Perhaps life is much the same.

We lose people, moments, dreams,
and sometimes pieces of ourselves.
Yet somehow,
we keep walking.

Yes, this little park reminds me:

Life does not ask us
to hold on to everything.
Sometimes it simply asks us
to breathe,
let go,
and take the next step.

So I walk on—
beneath the trees,
through the fallen leaves,
with a lighter heart.

The path may change,
the seasons may pass,
but there is always
a beautiful morning ahead. ❤️

(Vijay Verma)
www.retiredkalam.com

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