A Leaf
F all is coming and the leaves will soon be turning. Many people will travel north to see this changing phenomenon. The colors of bright yellow, orange and red stagger our imaginations. The hues are as varied as the sands on the beach. Each leaf will seemingly be singing their own song as they leave the tree and float slowly to the ground. Can I? When things change. When life hurts. When my knees get creaky. When an ending seems slow and lonely. When rejection comes. When disasters happen. What joy can be found if we look closely at the cycle of the seasons? We live. We cling to the things that give us life and nourishment. We act out our created purpose. We offer shade to those in the heat, we offer the sound of soothing as our leaves connect with others and blow in the wind. We dazzle with our proud colors; from bright green to eventually a deep red, orange or yellow. The leaves don’t cling to the past or worry about the future. They exist for their sole purpose. T
