This is a beautifully written poem. It's very calming to read.
The poem has a great rhythm to it, but in my opinion this part didn't have the same rhythm that the rest of it did.
"Standing under the sun,
They seem to burn,
Brighter than Apollo's curls,
Along with the winds as it hurls."
However, I really like the references to the Gods and other characters from Greek and Roman myths. It was an interesting theme that kept coming up.
Overall, a great poem. I love the subject matter: Not the entire tree, but rather the leaf. It's interesting that we often say that the leaves are dying when they fall off, but technically leaves aren't even alive; its the whole tree. Yet, in this poem, the leaf itself seems to have a life of its own. Furthermore, it seems to be challenging the saying that leaves die when they fall off the tree. The line "The maple's leaf may die, It's soul will go on high" shows this. And it also says that "I am here, another will soon come out." I can't piece it together but its almost like the leaves recycle, that particular leaf may die but next season the tree will be filled with more leaves. Its a cycle; its not a permanent death.
Speaking of that line, though, I feel like it would be more fitting to put "The maple's leaf may die, but its soul will go on high." (Grammatical error because it should be its not it's, but also I think adding "but" improves flow and also contrasts the "may").
Wonderful poem, and a joy to read!
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