Lalay Allan - Bamboo

How could you have grown so tall!
You were just a tiny cone
Quietly pointing towards the sky.
Were you trying to tell me that
That was where you were headed?
Do you still know from where you came?

Your countless leaves, they are so thin,
When the wind gently blows,
They murmur, whisper, and flutter.
And when the wind carries them away,
They fly, soar, free and uncaring...
Leisurely, they will caress the ground.

You bow and bend with the angry wind,
But you do not break, you stand your ground.
Until the wind gets tired, weakens, and departs.
Though scarred and shaken, still you remain erect,
Many of your delicate leaves may have fallen,
But your spirit is undiminished.

Lalay Allan

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