Fall.

Photo by Timothy Eberly on Unsplash

I stand still, looking at the beauty of trees in the fall.

The leaves turning brown, ready to leave the comfort of the home.
Ready to fly in the direction of the wind,
even though they may end up on the ground, walked over by many.

Though it may seem like their fall was rushed and perhaps they should have stayed?

Come spring, they are ready to bloom again, with renewed spirit and strength.

I wonder to myself, if there is perhaps a thing or two we could learn from them?