letting go of last season’s hope.

leaves,

delicately

floating

prayer flags

of relentless hope,

an offering.

trees,

gracefully

losing

themselves

to the light,

becoming less.

earth,

quietly

exhaling

golden breath

preparing,

for rest.

—letting go of last season’s hope.

© Liezel Graham 2018.

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