Promise To Uncare

Post twilight the sun sets
Does so with a decision

Whatever happens, it lets

Its absence, no illusion.
The higher a leaf grows

By its roots only bound

The better it knows

Than going back to ground.
The burst of every cloud

All its showers and its drops

With all the pour so loud

And finally it stops.
When stars gleam at night

They seldom think of day

A different kind of bright

Until the sun shines its way.
Promise to uncare

Like water unattached

It dries up unaware

That change is the catch.