Under the Chestnut Tree
And here I am under your majestic embrace
Giving into what your nature shares
Wondering why you need those spiky pods
Is it to protect what you treasure most?
When autumn comes you then let it go.
I too have my spiky pods
Holding on, not wanting to let go.
Keeping safe my inner soul.
As the leaves changes I hold my breath
And realise that I am autumn past.
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