<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=487958" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>For I Too Must Leave Just Like Those Birds</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">the tree in the garden<br>has died</div><div style="margin:10px 0">what we see now are<br>nothing but twigs without leaves</div><div style="margin:10px 0">below are the heaps<br>of dead leaves <br>rotting</div><div style="margin:10px 0">we have become like them<br>hopeless for sometime</div><div style="margin:10px 0">dry and cracking<br>light as the wind <br>drifting like<br>the cloud</div><div style="margin:10px 0">empty, hollowed by the<br>mourning of our arid<br>days</div><div style="margin:10px 0">dragging nights <br>lifeless on a very cold wood<br>for a bed</div><div style="margin:10px 0">one morning some yellow sparrows<br>with thin long black beaks<br>hover upon those twigs</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and the dead tree even for<br>the moment has assumed<br>life</div><div style="margin:10px 0">upon a borrowed hope only<br>for that brief moment</div><div style="margin:10px 0">until then when all the sparrows<br>fly away again<br>taking with them all the songs<br>that you hear</div><div style="margin:10px 0">you learn the tune from those<br>thin black and long beaks<br>and you must compose a song<br>for yourself</div><div style="margin:10px 0">borrowing hope from hope<br>putting those leaves back<br>on your <br>imaginary trees</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>you must tell me<br>about the will to live</div><div style="margin:10px 0">for i too must leave<br>and be a part of somewhere else</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ric+S.+Bastasa">Ric S. Bastasa</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=487958" data-title="For I Too Must Leave Just Like Those Birds de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="the tree in the garden has died what we see now are nothing but twigs without leaves below are the heaps of dead leaves rotting we have become like them hopeless for sometime dry and cracking light as the wind drifting like the cloud empty,..."></div> </div> </div>

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