The Leaf

The Leaf, there it was, on the top branch of the tree,
all bright with a bright green hue.
And there were rains, which unsoiled it
so that it looks brigher
And there were sunny days, during which it provided us
with shade from the Sun, without any thought
of it being charred in the Sun.
And also there were storms, threatining it with its
power and might.
Intimidated it was, but was strong that strom will pass off and
it will survive the stroms.
It was followed by many winters, rains, summers and not to forget
many more storms.
Hazy was its sight, dull was the color, but
stronger was it might.
Then came a day when it has to bend in front of the strong winds,
which brought it to the ground.
The tree mourned, but the leaf had a twilight of hope, for its
not an ending but a new beginning;
As it, through the Earth shall reach all the trees and will be
the source of strength.