Leaves Of Life Poem by Andrew W.K. Yip

Dew drops on the little green leaves
Glisten gladly in the morning breeze.
Wet wings of the newborn flutter and frolic in the new dawn;
For they know not the crackle of crushed shoots shorn.

Dew drops and rain on new leaves and shoots
Touching the transpiring veins and roots;
An osmosis that infuses a freshness and a more fruitful life -
To connect, empower and keep the spirit alive.

Dew drops on leaves climbing high the hill top,
Splendid in crimson, red, brown, yellow or gold.
Boldly climb to touch the azure sky, to dance and hop,
Flutter and fly in the wind till the days grow cold.

Dew drops on the golden leaves;
Dance and sparkle in the light.
Watch those tender falling leaves.
Touched by wind, rain and sunlight;
Softly falling, gently kissing natures's ground.
Still to linger on while there's love and life around.