When Great Trees Fall
When Great Trees Fall
When Great Trees Fall
- Maya Angelou
Bound: attached
Nurture: care and encouragement
Radiance: bright qualities
Wizened: shrivelled
Fall away: sag, slacken
Dark cold caves: dark caves of despair
And when great souls die,
after a period peace blooms,
slowly and always
irregularly. Spaces fill
with a kind of
soothing electric vibration.
Our senses, restored, never
to be the same, whisper to us.
They existed. They existed.
We can be. Be and be
better. For they existed
Soothing: comforting
Restored: brought back