Poetry

Hope


The leaf lay there
Waiting for its rain drop
At the edge
Of a window sill.


Parched,
It swallowed hard
The stillness;
Stillness of air
Of silence
Of motion
Of Life.
The leaf lay there
Crouched,
Waiting for its rain drop
At the edge
Of the window, now sealed.
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