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.
Copyright © Megan Ryan | Year Posted 2023
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