may the Leaves be yellow

there are no leaves on a hardened tree
which needs not the mighty sun
as inept as they should feel for
him that neither shines nor
attempts to reach
Is that love?
unkind dove
and without humility
to the familiarity they yearn
to the light that had felt natural
do they then pursue thee indefinitely?

purchase some time to understand
and occasionally sell the truth
for if worthy the truth is not
then sunshine shall shine
never on those
leaves which
grieved

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