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GeorgeManos
by on October 13, 2018
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Sonnet 340 (Final Winter)

I watch as leaves from Arbor safety fall
Once swathed in summer breaths of cold now blast
Their brilliant shades can’t breach the nighttime pall
What seemed so long, in truth, can never last.

And, so, I saw forever in a leaf
Before its cradle of tranquility
And learned our life’s own season is as brief
While Heaven did beckon only distantly.

And though the leaf did fall, the tree stood still 
What fragile showed, to me, a higher plane
We are like leaves the tree of life will spill
A moment does eternity explain.

I do not need to know this leaf’s own fate
I know my final winter cannot wait.

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