where they go
say 'take one step'
it isn't farther enough
forget not the roots
of what may be one
of the reasons
you try and try
get a glimpse
of that single
dying leaf
not sprouted but
abandoned by the ground
you see
nothing else
can pick up or even
sweep it away
better yet does anyone
want to really
when it is already
destroyed, weak, tired,
'no, i won't be'
if i can only speak
and then the wind blows
gently
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem