I stand tall, didn't bow
I stand still, as if
A necrosed foot
The wind of autumn ruined
My peace.
But me!
I remained still,
Like the dead.
I whisper to my heart,
"A little more patience."
I never complain
For the leaves that left me.
I stand tall,
Watching them leave me,
One by one.
I stand still,
For every leaf that sinks
Into the soil.
But now,
I'm tired.
My heart bleeds,
And my feet ache.
Oh! not necrosed but alive,
I stand still,
I stand tall.
I stand still, as if
A necrosed foot
The wind of autumn ruined
My peace.
But me!
I remained still,
Like the dead.
I whisper to my heart,
"A little more patience."
I never complain
For the leaves that left me.
I stand tall,
Watching them leave me,
One by one.
I stand still,
For every leaf that sinks
Into the soil.
But now,
I'm tired.
My heart bleeds,
And my feet ache.
Oh! not necrosed but alive,
I stand still,
I stand tall.