Change is inevitable

How long can your love last

Perhaps a decade or two

After that, you will get weary

I will become a habit for you

Or maybe I will get lucky

I will get better with age

But, I am unsure about my fate

Eyes see ears listen as the heart beats

Hope flickers like a candle in a breeze.PHOTO-2019-11-04-18-59-56_1

When leaves fall

The time for dropping off the branch and then settling on the earth. How long before a breeze blows away the dried leaves till they wither and turn to earth. A cycle of perishing and contributing to enriching the soil. Like me, there are others too, dust to dust we grow and become strong live full or fall off. Then we become nothing. Perhaps a memory for those who still remember us.

Autumn is that splendour which celebrates the time to fall. All leaves turn red, orange and yellow as colourful just like the flowers in spring. Remember death but don’t die before you are dead.89661d6f679c8481df20fdd551da41f4