Falling Hope

I thought I would find everything that I need in you, dear beautiful maple.
I have been looking for protection under the mighty oak, but I didn't find it.
Even the linden doesn't have any love left for me,
and coconut tree can't give me happiness.

I was just about to pick your colorful leaves to brighten my days,
when I realized that your trunk is too tall,
and the wind blew your leaves away to the sun in the south
before I can reach them.
I thought you're the branch I could hold on to
while I am pulling myself out of this trap,
but I am always wrong to set my dreams too high,
and even wronger to have my hope too early.

By Frouwelinde
31.10.17
For you, to whom I gave my hope too early.