something has dried up
let up
fruit no longer ripening
plentifully
no more on the branch.
keep eyes open
alongside this shrinking shriveling
another
missed as it sprout and formed small leaves
there
alongside the one so devoted all attention
it rose just
the same taking form beauty
it stands tall as tears of mourning wipe away
step back
bid adieu
to what was thought the only fruit-bearing source
eyes clear and widen to capture
it there
spirit
fresh bright bold
new
abundance