THE DRY LEAF by Tara Anand

The Dry Leaf

You hang mid air
Held aloft by
a gossamer thread
Teaching me to trust
And let go.

Showing me: I too
Can effortlessly
Lie back and let
Life rock me
Back and forth
- the mother
I yearn for.

How did the spider
Spin its web just so
And just when?
How did no other leaf
But you, fall at just
The right place
From just the right height
With just the right weight?

I watch you
Wondering when
The breeze will topple you over
And what purpose you serve.
I spotted you hours ago
Yet you're still there.

Musing, writing, I look up
But you're gone
A soft rustle tells me
You've joined your kin
On the ground.
What a surprising sense
Of loss I feel
Like losing a dear friend.

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Tara Anand is a Life Coach, Counselor, Mindfulness & Yoga Teacher, Writer & Author of "Why the Lotus Blooms: Choosing to Stand Tall".Deciding to honor her inner voice at the age of thirty-four saw her life and identity profoundly transform, including her legal name. Tara helps women connect to their inner wisdom and make authentic, fulfilling choices. Her writing has been featured in national publications, the poetry anthology, "Where Journeys Meet: The Voice of Women's Poetry" and on leading wellness blogs. Tara is based in India and can be contacted at www.dhyana-life.com or on Instagram here.

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