I stood the autumn
I flew with the wind, not knowing where I would go…
Left I went and sometimes to the right,
As the winds settled, I landed down,
Not knowing where I was, what I was to do…
As the soil fell on me, I felt I was done for good.
Water moved on me, wetting me, dirtying me.
I felt this was the end of me…
Seasoned passed, I grew –
From dust and dirt to see the sun;
Sky’s the limit I felt, all but to know there were taller people than I.
Seasons changed – summer to winter, heat to cold;
When the sun was hot, there was no shade – I wanted to run but couldn’t
When the rain drenched, there was no cover – I wanted to run but couldn’t
When the winter froze, there was no blanket – I wanted to run but couldn’t
I lost my precious breath – I was hopeless what was next
My hands folded – nowhere to move, fighting for each breadth I stood
I just stood just believing I needed to stand, I had nothing but to stand
Stood I, as the birds flew, stood I as the heat increased, Stood I
I believed I would stand the autumn,
As my Breadth returned!
I knew, I stood, I knew, I stood the autumn.
– Chi
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