I stood the autumn

I flew with the wind, not knowing where I would go…

Left I went and sometimes to the right,

As the winds settled, I landed down,

Not knowing where I was, what I was to do…

As the soil fell on me, I felt I was done for good.

Water moved on me, wetting me, dirtying me.

I felt this was the end of me…

Seasoned passed, I grew –

From dust and dirt to see the sun;

Sky’s the limit I felt, all but to know there were taller people than I.

Seasons changed – summer to winter, heat to cold;

When the sun was hot, there was no shade – I wanted to run but couldn’t

When the rain drenched, there was no cover – I wanted to run but couldn’t

When the winter froze, there was no blanket – I wanted to run but couldn’t

I lost my precious breath – I was hopeless what was next

My hands folded – nowhere to move, fighting for each breadth I stood

I just stood just believing I needed to stand, I had nothing but to stand

Stood I, as the birds flew, stood I as the heat increased, Stood I

I believed I would stand the autumn,

As my Breadth returned!

I knew, I stood, I knew, I stood the autumn.

- Chi

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I have used a metaphor of a tree to indicate the state of mind of an individual, right from the birth to growth. It signifies the importance of strength of mind in surviving hard times. This is my interpretation but is open to various other interpretations too.