Resting leaf… at the ruin of Wat Mahathat, Ayutthaya
Memories are like leaves going thru different seasons
Spring to Winter…
Winter to Fall…
Fall to Summer…
Summer to Spring…
*repeat —
opse… that sequence only happen in my world where everything going opposite direction!
But normally it would be
Winter to Spring…
Spring to Summer…
Summer to Fall…
Fall to Winter…
*repeat—
Some leaves may fell before the other,
Some may lasted thru out the seasons change,
But eventually… all leaves would fall
So that the tree itself could survive the cold winter night…
So that it could fight another year ahead…
And eventually… spring would come
… to sprung the New Leaves
A fresh start…
Thousands of leaves may fall…
But the tree will stand…
