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A Fallen Leaf

Held in my hand a fallen leaf… let go before the season: should I not question the reason, even those of God? Or only the foul-play of man? Determined I traveled the veins, like a palm-reader reading her mark, some earnest applying thought mystical craft – traveled did I the many meridians, like bread-crumbs along a forest path...curiosity eating away as I passed -- What learned I cannot say What felt I cannot pray Over-looking the greatest treasure in retrospect found entered the light of another day

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Date: 3/3/2024 7:11:00 AM
I enjoyed reading your poem..Fantastic write!
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Joe Dimino
Date: 3/4/2024 4:53:00 PM
Thank you, Charmaine; have a great evening!
Date: 3/2/2024 7:47:00 PM
The comparison of leaf to the start of another day was great poetic craft. I enjoyed the In-depth description.
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Joe Dimino
Date: 3/2/2024 8:53:00 PM
Hi Hilda; thank you for the support and encouragement. Blessings.
Date: 3/2/2024 4:40:00 PM
I've done that exact same with a leave--followed its veins captivated with the structure and mystery of what I held in my hand. I felt like I was understanding something that I couldn't quite describe. Sometimes I think holding a piece of nature and pondering on it gives me wisdom beyond words...hard to describe. Loved your poem. have a great evening, Sara
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Joe Dimino
Date: 3/2/2024 8:55:00 PM
Thank you, Sara; I try to write about common, relatable experiences. So pleased you enjoyed this work. Have a great day!
Date: 3/2/2024 1:51:00 PM
Dear Joe, you wonderful delve into the intricacies of existence, questioning the mysteries of nature and human intention. The imagery of holding a fallen leaf and pondering its significance speaks a lot, inviting reflection on life's fleeting moments and hidden meanings. Your words linger, echoing the enigmatic beauty of life's unfolding design. A very thought-provoking piece. - Blessings, Daniel
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Joe Dimino
Date: 3/2/2024 8:57:00 PM
Thank you, Daniel; for taking time to read and digest this work. So pleased you enjoyed the read. Have a great evening my friend!
Date: 3/2/2024 12:53:00 PM
Great imagery and yes, to enter into another day is a treasure. Blessings!
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Joe Dimino
Date: 3/2/2024 8:59:00 PM
Being blessed with continuation of life to enter the mystery of another day having unlimited potential...such a treasure. Thank you my friend.
Date: 3/2/2024 7:13:00 AM
Much depth you convey my friend--through your thoughts as you quest for meaning in the world around us. A FAVE for your poem, especially the ending lines: ---Over-looking the greatest treasure in retrospect found-- entered the light of another day--
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Joe Dimino
Date: 3/2/2024 8:10:00 AM
You made my day, Vijay; we enter the light of another blessed day. Wonderful comment!
Date: 3/2/2024 5:18:00 AM
I wrote a personification on an Autumn leaf once... I liked your analogy here.. This is deep introspection from a philosophical mind transformed into poetry... Nicely done Joe..
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Joe Dimino
Date: 3/2/2024 8:08:00 AM
Hi Si; thank you from one seeker to another. Blessings my friend.
Date: 3/2/2024 3:40:00 AM
Some lives like the fallen leaf are let off before the season. We have no right to question. Everything is in His scheme of things. But we research into the cause of things and fail to see the treasure in hand. Joe, you are too philosophical.... I fail to extricate the real meaning of your poem.
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Joe Dimino
Date: 3/2/2024 8:01:00 AM
Hi Valsa; thank you for your very wise, honest spiritual comment. I have no answers, only questions into questions. For me, the greatest miracle and blessing, is being allowed opportunity to enter into the mystery of a new day. The wonder of a day. Blessings my friend.

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