NaPoWriMo 2012: ten
just as the blossoms let go after their burst
and the leaves release in the autumn, falling
in a bright bang of brilliant radiant joy,
today i will let go of this aching beauty
inside me and bare myself to what comes next
...flowers into fruit into barrenness into flowers...
...into fruit into barrenness into flowers into fruit...
there's something unknown coming, magnificent
and clean and new, but first an end must come;
let the arid rains sweep me clear into a new season
let the petals fly away, floating in the air, bringing
endless treasure in the release, always and ever...