'It Was no Simple Journey''

The lucid waters show
Brown fallen leaves, sank to the below

Green leaves, white flowers
Floating on the surface where
The silhouette of the tall-standing trees are reflected
Three distinct layers, leads me to think
The cycle of life

Nature’s first green is gold
Her hardest hue to hold

Time wears of her strength
The leaves, the flowers fall
The fallen,
No longer green and vibrant,
Now brown and decayed
It was no simple journey.


The group was walking along the pavement, and I chanced upon this sight. It may not being as beautiful as the fully bloomed flowers, as impressive as the tall stable trees, or even as unique as the carved pavements, however, it gave me the inspiration to write this poem. The poem describes what is seen in the picture; the reflection, the floating flowers and leaves, as well as the decayed leaves. The first thing that came to my mind when I saw this sight was the ‘stages in life’. The three distinct layers are the representative of how, a fully grown tree would eventually drop its flowers and leaves; of which, would soon sink, and decay. It is just that in life, when certain events and processes are inevitable. The process may be tough, but it is certainly an achievement, and thus, ‘it was no simple journey’.


--Ho Ann Yi
TA 2A 07