The Leaf That Never Falls Poem by Taraneh Javanbakht

by Taraneh Javanbakht

From the tree of life in autumn the leafs
have fallen on the ground: the red leaf
of love, the green leaf of youth, the yellow
leaf of happiness. The man looks at his
past and thinks that the time has taken
all it had given to him. Now he is alone,
old and sad. The time seems to him be
cruel as a magician that has taken out
of its magic hat the shrunk leafs of the
tree of life. The time tells him: 'These
leafs that I've found were fallen on the
ground.' Seeing this scene, the man thinks
that the sense of life is lost, but there
is still a leaf on the tree of life, the leaf
that never falls: the leaf of hope, the key
for opening the heavy padlock of his pains.