This morning is not too different from the usual morning. The Universe has memorized the wetness of the leaves in the morning due to the dew that clings it. Although it never lasts all day because the sun will be willing to turn the dew into steam. Make the wet leaves dry. But leaves patiently waiting until the next morning comes back. Waiting for the dew to come.
Arrival and wait both turn into cycles. The cycle contains sweet and bitter taste. Unfortunately sometimes the cycle has errors. Sometimes the night is rained in the rain then the morning becomes not so bright. Although the leaves will remain wet, but not because of the dew. Then was born longing. The wonder is so magical that it is able to distinguish the dew or just the rainstorm which equally makes the leaves become wet in the morning.
But the leaves are too shy to convey longing. He thought that keeping all those longs would be better. Leaves are so good at hiding all the longing. When the dew comes, the leaves try to look casual, as if only a morning routine that God made. Wonderful morning routine that is always coveted actually. A wonderful morning routine that made her happy really. But the leaves are too shy to convey longing.
Unwittingly, time began to get involved in their story. Changes in brownish yellow color experienced by the leaves indicate an increasing age. However, the longing for dew remains. He was so naïve to let time devour his longing. Though time will only gnaw the pigment to green that once had so beautiful began to fade.
The leaves are too hopeful on the magic. Though fairy mother who can make beautiful every ending story only in the fairy tale. And time will still go with his dashing. Making the morning routine beautiful it slowly vanished. The leaves should fall leaving the stem, and the dew will come again on the other leaves. Feels different on the same routine.
Whereas the dew must pass through the air so cold to be able to meet him, but the leaves never know because the dew has no courage. Those longs will probably billow in the clouds. Added sky decorations so they can see together. Although the dimensions of space and time are different. Although never unraveled by the word.
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