Wednesday, May 19, 2010

The leaf

A soft, delicate and pale-green bud pops up from a bough and grows into a thick, wide and darkened leaf.
Its tender stalk makes a sturdy branch in age. And from there sprouts seven other outgrowths - one after the other.
The leaf outlives storms and droughts, but not its hues. It turns yellow, gold and orange. Its grip fails; it falls to the ground. The sun smiles at it. The moist is lost; its weight, light. It browns and it burns.
The white smoke rises and kisses the leaves still green and clinging. It goes up to the blue and turns into a cloud. It rains down drizzles; the leaves wash off dust from its faces. Drops drip; roots sip all.
It roams in the veins of the trunk and branches; and it exits through the pores of the foliage as pure air.
It ascends the heavens; and the Big Nose finally breathes it in.
Diary of Saint Maria Faustina Kowalska: Divine Mercy in My Soul
        Chant: Music For The Soul     Douay-Rheims and Clementina Vulgata: English-Latin Bible


G arry D. Obillo said...

Wonderful !

C. Tijano said...

God bless, Garry! Thank you.

Teri said...

Beautiful! Thank you for sharing on FB.
God bless you!

C. Tijano said...

Welcome, Teri! Thank you also for your presence on my site. See you around on FB. God bless, too.

Jan said...

That's so beautiful, we see the same thing Gio, God's beauty. Thank you so much for sharing this with me, you have brighten my day!

Gio C. Tijano said...

Happy to hear that, Jan. Thank you and I appreciate it. :)

Elaine said...

Thats a lovely blogspot, I like it! There is much peaceful reading in it, thank you! God Bless!

Gio C. Tijano said...

Thanks, Elaine! I'll treasure that comment of yours. It inspires me to go on with this work. God bless.