The leaf flutters
As breeze waltzes through
Empty branches, bravely
It resists, snow, and hail, and
The freezing dew
Life on the ground seems
Melancholy, bleak, content
Yet pride overlooks suffering
And struggle continues.
Pride that makes a mountain
Envious of rocks
Rolling down its majestic
Slope. Envious of mobility;
Freedom from the burden
Of idolatry.
It smiles.
The leaf drops.
River flows without restraint.
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