Apple's Elixir

Tiny seed slumbering beneath.

It Awakens as it spirals out of the soil

Bursting through the ground

Reaching the sky above

It finds itself a giant above the earth.

Budlings bloom on its branches.

Tiny buds slowly bear fruit.

Squirrels snatch to bury away.

Do not realize the true worth.

The fruit that will bear when given time to grow.

Summer bids farewell

Leaves exchange their slender green

For crisp autumn colors

Fall makes itself at home.

Crimson apples nestled upon branches

Shining like rubies in the sunlight

What a perfect time to harvest

Such succulent, sweet things.

How you've longed for this day

From being tiny budlings to shining gems

Now, you strip away your beauty

Rendered into pulp like a caterpillar

Undergoing a metamorphosis.

Broken down and liquified

There's no need to cry

For your sweet nectar

Is given new life

Into a juicy delight.

Little apples you once were

Now, you've become so much more

Within a vial that tickles the senses

Your ambrosiac flavor brings joy

To warm the soul on a cold autumn day.