By Fujimi

Tumbling to the ground,

Tossing freely through the air—

You remind me of leaves, floating away.

Never staying where you are;

Where you should be.

One day, I know, the silence will overwhelm you,

You will try to capture any sense of your former self.

And I will be waiting for that day,

When I realise that you are really me.

12 July 2006