Magazine, website & books written by teens since 1989

The Tree of Souls

I feel as if I'm that one leaf that is holding on to the tree. Afraid and unwilling to let go of life. As you look down you see the lifeless leaves resting on the ground, those lost souls that rest below your feet. As the wind picks up, it lets those spirits roam freely and wildly. It looks so inviting so why am I holding back? Not ready to leave? Or is it I'm afraid of whats going to happen next? The souls moved on and went to heaven, while I'm stuck here earth bound. My restless spirit lets go knowing it's too late now. As the leaf falls it lands in the hands of a human. My soul is in the humans hands, as I become one. I'm reborn.




Post a Comment

Be the first to comment on this article!




Site Feedback