Identity
As the river flows
the little leaf follows
its current.
Drifting from bank to bank,
finally finding its solace
in the calm blue seas.
By that time,
the little leaf
has lost its idenity,
A dead dry leaf it is now!
As the river flows
the little leaf follows
its current.
Drifting from bank to bank,
finally finding its solace
in the calm blue seas.
By that time,
the little leaf
has lost its idenity,
A dead dry leaf it is now!