Pick up a fallen leaf

Fall felt like a semester of fallen leaves- although scattered, but still organized in the cycle of nature. I picked up a few leaves over and over again, watched them dry out and lose their colours, gave them away as gifts, decorated my table with a few, danced around with some, found some crushed in my own backpack, but still…I found that.. There are advantages of picking up a fallen leaf. In a way, it gave me direction; hope. Of where I am supposed to be going. What I must keep on doing regardless of what happens in life. What I…

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