Let all those leaves fall away
Note seeds of Hope greet your feet
Their tiny helmets and shiny shells
A majestic oak waiting to become

You are a leaf that matures and dances through the air
Free from the very branch
That took decades to grow
From acorn’s seed

Patient
Patient
Wait with patience

For, who you are becoming
Is it oak, leaf or acorn?
Or, all in different seasons?
Ripening from within

Dear One,
Everything you need, you already have inside

To give oxygen
To breathe permission
To bestow Hope

From your beloved being
Roots the Creator of Oaks.

BJP