Cold, whispery morning. Leaves cover the saturated ground. As they lay still, there’s such little hope that they will be carried away in the temperamental wind. Such brash undertaking as it smooths the land.
And nevertheless, all the leaf wants is adventure. To soar across an earth that gives so little notice. But it’s not the show it’s after. Oh no…it’s the new life it brings. For in that subtle moment, it’s repurposed.
Transformed into a leaf that glides with strife and rustles with adversity. Until the wind dies down once more and like everything else in this world…it crumbles into a million pieces and is scattered across a vast land to soon be apart of the soil of life.
But there is no wind today. The stillness of the hour ticks by as one day leads into another. And soon winter turns into spring and the hope for a new journey is no more.
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