Thursday, April 14, 2005

Even if I will never be good enough for you,
I will still continue to strive,
For you're already good enough for me,
I don't need more...


A grey sky overshadows a forlorn tree,
Oh what sorrow does reside in thee?
In its roots the love still holds strong,
For what is lost and return never be.

The rain must come, the wind must blow,
As the inevitable will flow.
Do not blame the fallen leaves,
Even the strongest have their grieves.

The rain will come, the wind will blow,
Even forever has to go,
Do not reject the falling rain,
Accept those tears that fall down in pain.

The rain shall pass, the wind shall go,
For nature knows when to let go,
Do not forget the Calm Blue Sky,
That's always behind this forlorn tree.

-Acceptance, Meng

a leaf fell on 10:23 pm

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