Small leaves are resting on the trees.
They know what means to wait like this,
And they are calm; and spring will bring
Those juices they will gladly drink.
Small leaves are sleeping in the buds.
They have no grief. And what about us?
The Wisdom Of Change
© Copyright: Сэн Су, 2015
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