The Last Leaf that before Winter Falls

 

What are we?
A drop within the seamless sea;
A spot on the endless sky,
I am us, us am I.
Like mountain tops burnt water clad,
I have been silent, silent and glad.
In mute screams, I speak I shout.
A lonely voice, but my hope is loud.
Give me freedom of the stream,
Bound forever I've been.
Let me flow and be free,
Let dawn to my darkness freedom be.
Lonely stands my voice, still alone.
When lines across me were drawn...
Then I did, I still stand tall.
And like the wildflowers that in a desert blooms
I shall fight, I shall fight, I shall fight
The last leaf that before winter falls.