Naked is the tree,
Yellow leaves lie at its feet,
Waiting for the Spring.
Anita Bacha

Naked is the tree,
Yellow leaves lie at its feet,
Waiting for the Spring.
Anita Bacha
Behold the first turn of the autumn leaf π
From green βοΈto amber light,
From yellow to rusty veins;
Behold the game of life,
Like the autumn leaf π
We have lived,
Knowing life is a gift π of God,
Gracefully, we detach,
We take our leave,
Make way for new leaves ππΏππ
Anita Bacha
Illustrative/Photography/Anita Bacha/Frankfurt/Germany