A leaf story
A leaf turned yellow is about to wither,
will part away from its branch now,
with a gush of wind....
Once it was a shoot which shined green,
But now has turned pale on the world screen...
Little young leaf was so strong,
It thundered the storm and held along..
But now shivers to death with a little wind,
it stares the sky and awaits death..
Answer it gets from god is:
"this is 'old' my dear which all have to face,
But you have the treasure no one has in their case"
You teach the baby shoot to glide alone,
walk the first step on the sand of life..
Age is change but you have to stay stiff on..
Old is good, its beginning of new..
You enter an embryo and give it life..
Dear leaf you are important, you are vital..
as in journey of ocean each drop matters.