It floats in the air without knowing where
into any direction to bear the turbulent current of the air.
Here the leaf floats so light for a soul
so filled with sorrow to be meat for goats.
Oh its cry so loud was heard by the clouds
sent rain from on high to hide its cry.
A reprieve it had when the sun was hid
for how long will last for soon the clouds run.
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