We All Do Fade as Leaves The prophet said, We all do fade as leaves— dissolve as snow. And yet it’s said, Eternity is sown inside us all: Fine golden thread and needle, in and out our ribs— a cage to hold our beating hearts, a life to call our own. At once, a ceaseless thing— again, a halted stone: The breath inside our rising chests is not our breath alone. The prophet said, We all do fade as leaves— dissolve as snow. At once, a constellation— again, a dying glow.
Kimberly Phinney is an award-winning AP English instructor and professional photographer. She’s been published inRuminate, Ekstasis Magazine, Calla Press, The Write Launch, Heart of Flesh, The Dewdrop, and Harness, among others. She is also a poetry editor at The Agape Review. She has her M.Ed. in English and studied at Goddard’s MFA program in Creative Writing. After almost dying from severe illness in 2021, she’s earning her doctorate in counseling to help the marginalized and suffering. Please drop by to visit her at www.TheWayBack2Ourselves.com and on Instagram @thewayback2ourselves.
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