Shownotes
when we fall
Paper Trail Poetry
when we fall
we give back to the soil
that nurtured us.
seasonally,
we are compost, yes,
but life-giving nonetheless.
when we fall
our roots are ruptured;
we are bare.
decay tightens
its cold, rotten grasp,
but hope shall not be choked out.
when we fall
the way forward is paved
with opportunity
so make room for grace
to replant you come spring
where you’ll stretch in sunlight again.
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