The leaf flutters As breeze waltzes through  Empty branches, bravely It resists, snow, and hail, and The freezing dew Life on the ground seems Melancholy, bleak, content Yet pride overlooks suffering And struggle continues. Pride that makes a mountain Envious of rocks Rolling down its majestic Slope. Envious of mobility; Freedom from the burden Of idolatry. It smiles. The leaf drops. River flows without restraint.