Leaves

The only thing that separates the death of a leaf in the fall and the death of you is your thoughts.  Do you weep in the fall when the leaves turn colors, wither and then fall to the ground?  No.  Instead most of us view this as a beautiful scene.  We are no different.  We too are seasons.  We live.  We pass away.  To live is to die.  To die is to make room for new life.  The only thing that separates the death of a leaf and the death of you is your thoughts.

 

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