Have you watched a leaf as it journeys to the ground?
It does not fall.
It floats and flutters.
Enjoying the journey downward.
It is not crying that it has lost hold of its branch
It lets go and it seems to enjoy the ride!
Back and forth, end over top, at times spiraling
Joyfully and slowly dropping
Some falling close to its roots
Some drifting far, far away
Their younger years are done
Nourishing and serving its maker
It welcomes the next stage
Moving from high up
To below
Welcoming the new perspective
The new role, its new purpose
Some will remain where they land,
Some will continue to journey by land and by sea.
Carried by the wind,
Excited for another ride.
The newcomers are easy to spot on the ground
Their yellow, red, orange brilliant
They enjoy standing out
Knowing, it too, is temporary.
Soon they will blend with the others
Forming a brown blanket on the earth
Ultimately becoming one
As the leaf journeys from branch to ground to earth
It travels with such grace and ease
Steadfast in the knowing that its shape and color may change
Yet its purpose is always clear
To nourish the earth and to serve its creator
While it’s here
It does not fall.
It floats and flutters.
Enjoying the journey downward.
It is not crying that it has lost hold of its branch
It lets go and it seems to enjoy the ride!
Back and forth, end over top, at times spiraling
Joyfully and slowly dropping
Some falling close to its roots
Some drifting far, far away
Their younger years are done
Nourishing and serving its maker
It welcomes the next stage
Moving from high up
To below
Welcoming the new perspective
The new role, its new purpose
Some will remain where they land,
Some will continue to journey by land and by sea.
Carried by the wind,
Excited for another ride.
The newcomers are easy to spot on the ground
Their yellow, red, orange brilliant
They enjoy standing out
Knowing, it too, is temporary.
Soon they will blend with the others
Forming a brown blanket on the earth
Ultimately becoming one
As the leaf journeys from branch to ground to earth
It travels with such grace and ease
Steadfast in the knowing that its shape and color may change
Yet its purpose is always clear
To nourish the earth and to serve its creator
While it’s here