The Old and The New...are these themes similar?

Here I ran across a classic by Edna St. Vincent Millay and thought it similar to one of mine. You be the judge.

First, the pro...

THE LEAF AND THE TREE

When will you learn, myself, to be
a dying leaf on a living tree?
Budding, swelling, growing strong,
Wearing green, but not for long,
Drawing sustenance from air,
That other leaves, and you not there,
May bud, and at the autumn's call
Wearing russet, ready to fall?
Has not this trunk a deed to do
Unguessed by small and tremulous you?
Shall not these branches in the end
To wisdom and the truth ascend?
And the great lightning plunging by
Look sidewise with a golden eye
To glimpse a tree so tall and proud
It sheds its leaves upon a cloud?

Here, I think, is the heart's grief:
The tree, no mightier than the leaf,
Makes firm its root and spreads it crown
And stands; but in the end comes down.
That airy top no boy could climb
Is trodden in a little time
By cattle on their way to drink.
The fluttering thoughts a leaf can think,
That hears the wind and waits its turn,
Have taught it all a tree can learn.
Time can make soft that iron wood.
The tallest trunk that ever stood,
In time, without a dream to keep,
Crawls in beside the root to sleep.


Edna St Vincent Millay


Now the more Novice...

YOU'RE WORTH IT ALL


Time is a vine that grows from the ground
In no time at all it covers like shroud.
And I need to say it. I need to be clear.
Eternity’s knocking for those who will hear.
Compassion is waiting, through fire and water, doubting and fear

Chorus:

You’re worth it all. You’re worth it all.
I truly believe you’re worth it all.
Time gives the call in no time at all.
You’re waiting for me, and you’re worth it all.

Seasons of change, inexplicable ways
Life’s rearranged and nothing’s the same
But there was a moment a moment of truth
I suffered a breakdown of my point of view
Pushed over the edge of believing, believing in you.

Circumstance comes and I watch it go.
The more that I live here, the less that I know
But one thing’s for certain, one thing’s for sure
A moment is more than a time to endure
Opportunity’s calling, a story worth telling, an opening door.


Bridge:

A master plan works in mystery
A day at a time, an opportunity.
A moment revealed, a minute to see,
I’ll find out who’s waiting there for me!

©2007victoriajames

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Thanks,
Victoria



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