The leaf, has taken no resistance, fell off to the ground,
The wind,
Has it blown up again,
It has taken also no resistence and just sends out its sound "Sa Sa".
From its scraggy, shriveled body,
Love, seems stronger than when it was attached to the trunk.
Yes, I would not be dead,
It must also perhaps be, the gift given by these leaves.
(translaed by oswald poem by 楊鍵 - 饋贈 in 慚愧 pg 194)
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