October 11, 2008

Leaves



Life(existence) is like a leaves blowing in the wind; the slightest gale of wind can lower or rise us. But all leaves fall; because all things end. That is what we must accept in our time of flowing.

1 comment:

nothingprofound said...

Beautifully expressed, and so very true. Even the leaf that clings to the tree longest will eventually fall.