Leaving

Fall out of hope a leaf
aimless before reaching
ground a new seed an answer
before questions cross the sky
in birds carrying winged eyes
to climb stone hills ribbon rivers
leave old self an empty shell
face pride as wind reasons
as sail over unknown seas
palm map tells nothing
only more unknown things
hidden for discovery.

P.S.: No, not that I am going away in person. But in spirit, I have been here and there, reading.

Happy CNY in advance to all! As of now, the holidays are looking more like a movie marathon.