A seedling takes twelve years to sprout
into a sustained tree. With branches
reaching to every direction pondered,
the coverage of a tree is quite gross.
Half of a tree is bloomed into an array of leaves.
Half of a tree has branches, dead where
life’s goals stop.
However, on a tip of the highest branch
sprouts a new life. And in the latest springday
on the twelfth year, the new seedling falls.
Free from the past twelve year old tree,
spinning in air, not stopping to rest but a mile away.
A new seedling, a new life. Not knowing
what life will bring it. New branches not pondered,
new leaves not yet grown. Twelve years
and this new seedling will be as explored
as its own. Twelve years, before a new seedling falls.
-first published by York Daily Record:Teen Takeover-July 2008 issue