the last leaf...waiting for the wind to blow ...

the roots died...no more strength to thirst for the waters
but the last leaf continuous to be strong and resilient

no more branches to lean on
but the last leaf emerged from the lightning and the storm

no more trunks no more barks
but the last leaf is unafraid of the raging flood

for it is when you are at your ownself
that you become confident of your own strength...

the last leaf...waiting for the wind to blow ...


("dahon" photo taken by cherry somewhere in antipolo)