Is this when limbs still?
Like how the weather
stops the wind mill
Then, forces give up and get tired
of pushing you to better side

Is this the final grip?
When your belov'd twig
Gets weaken then leap

Now, where are your steps going?
The road's discombobulating

Must be an odyssey
Ng bagong ngiti
In whispers that say:
When your feet don't know where to
Hope your heart and mind still do

#LeafOnWinds
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