What Is Hidden In the Wind, Waiting For Winter
Standing by the tree that is so tall
Full of leaves ready to fall
By the wind they’re ready to fly
Into the windy blue sky
What’s hidden in the wind?
When will the autumn end?
Waiting for the leaves fall
Down onto the ground soil
Having doubts and expectations,
In a spiral of inclinations
Holding despair and hope,
Going up into the atmosphere
What shall I see in the clear air?
What shall I see in the winter?
When the fallen leaves cease
What shall I see in the calmness?
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