Here’s a lovely little poem for Wednesday, something to remember as we keep on fighting the good fight. We can be the last leaves.

You Can’t
by Maya Abu Al-Hayyat
translated by Fady Joudah

They will fall in the end,
those who say you can’t.
It’ll be age or boredom that overtakes them,
or lack of imagination.
Sooner or later, all leaves fall to the ground.
You can be the last leaf.
You can convince the universe
that you pose no threat
to the tree’s life.

from You Can Be the Last Leaf, 2022