Apple's Elixir

Tiny seed slumbering beneath. It Awakens as it spirals out of the soil Bursting through the ground Reaching the sky above It finds itself a giant above the earth. Budlings bloom on its branches. Tiny buds slowly bear fruit. Squirrels snatch to bury away. Do not realize the true worth. The fruit that will bear when given time to grow. Summer bids farewell Leaves exchange their slender green For crisp autumn colors Fall makes itself at home. Crimson apples nestled upon branches Shining like rubies in the sunlight What a perfect time to harvest Such succulent, sweet things. How you've longed for this day From being tiny budlings to shining gems Now, you strip away your beauty Rendered into pulp like a caterpillar Undergoing a metamorphosis. Broken down and liquified There's no need to cry For your sweet nectar Is given new life Into a juicy delight. Little apples you once were Now, you've become so much more Within a vial that tickles the senses Your ambrosiac flavor brings joy To warm the soul on a cold autumn day.