May 27, 2011 1:14 PM GMT
Where the tree leaves dance, one shall find flames.
The fire's shadow will illuminate the village,
and once again, tree leaves shall bud anew.
Just as you died to protect the hidden Leaf so will I
You were a leaf upon which the bright sun shone
I was a foundation hidden in the dark
What do you think of someone like me?
what was I to you?