An afternoon when sporadically, nature sighs; dancing to and fro— 
The branches never still; the winds departed, leaving leaves scattering.
I am left on the riverbank undecided and unwilling to go, and sobbing
As the waters were roaring and brawling with pebbles and stones.
I witnessed how petals went away, never resisting the flow.

And so I endured the sun, though deserted...