Description
The Threshold
In the stillness of the night,
When nature yields to dark,
Her light takes leave in silence,
Shadow transforms without a mark.
Everything has a beginning,
From the seed to the shoot,
As time goes on, she withers,
And everything falls mute.
Leaves, once full of life,
Now tremble in the wind,
The bloom that once was vibrant,
Has lost its lustre, thinned.
Life’s certainty is dimming,
No need to be afraid,
This love story will regenerate,
Memories will never fade.
The ground is set afresh,
As new buds emerge,
From the ashes of the old,
Have patience, for a new form, will soon surge.
Release the past that’s gone,
Embrace what’s yet to come,
In every ending’s wake,
She is liberated, free, threads undone.
