B10:58
The wind picked up outside my window tonight.
Angin bertiup kencang di luar jendelaku malam ini.
I watched the old oak tree sway in the breeze.
Aku melihat pohon ek tua bergoyang ditiup angin.
One solitary leaf still clung to its branch.
Sehelai daun saja masih menempel di dahannya.
It had held on through many windy days.
Ia telah bertahan melewati banyak hari berangin.
So many others had already drifted down.
Banyak daun lain sudah melayang jatuh.
This one seemed to be making its last stand.
Yang satu ini seperti melakukan perlawanan terakhir.
I felt a pang of understanding for it.
Aku merasa sedikit mengerti keadaannya.
Letting go can feel like a heavy weight.
Melepas bisa terasa seperti beban berat.
But sometimes, it is the necessary next step.
Tapi kadang, itu adalah langkah penting berikutnya.
We learn to accept what must finally depart.
Kita belajar menerima apa yang harus pergi akhirnya.
A new season will arrive, bringing fresh growth.
Musim baru akan tiba, membawa tunas segar.
Hope stirs, even after all has changed.
Harapan muncul, meski semua telah berubah.
RE
Releasing the Last Hope
by @reza05