The autumn wind swept the leaves to the ground

That's how life is on the branches

In a hurry

Come to an end

The leaves are dry

It's so dry that there's no moisture at all

Dry body

Unwilling to be lonely and left out

Silently giving

and moisture in the soil

Slowly rotting turned into fertilizer

Moisturizing the crops and growing wildly

Like coal

Blazing at the bottom of the pot

Cooking delicious food

Like grass

piled up on the roof

Resist the attacks of wind, frost, rain and snow

Constant dedication

Didn't ask for it

Until the body is exhausted

Without a trace

(Monday, October 22, 2012)