A Fatal Cry
Thousands of leaves hang from one tree.
Like the millions of people that make up society.
After one leave falls to our mother earth…
Does she notice it’s death, or only the rebirth.
A new awareness was born this week
As the storms shake off a few more leaves.
They were in the worst parts of the storm, ripping their reasons to cling.
The roots of the tree offer more than just each leaf’s means to life.
It is what all the branches cling to as they attempt to touch the sky.
The stronger the roots, the easier the climb.
Establishing stronger roots takes more than just time.
It takes elements of the storms, and also the sunshine.
A leaf may start out sprouting from a seemingly weak tree,
And the storms may prove to be too much for them to continue the journey.
But it is more than the storm, the sun, the roots that keep the leaves alive.
We must be open to catch those leaves that release a fatal cry
remind them of their beauty, their true reason for being.
that a world without them isn’t one worth seeing
without their specific placement in the tree, the shade is not at its best
You understand they are weary and in need of a rest.
each leaf needs to realize that their season is not permanent
but to cling to their branch and boast that they can be resilient.
because seasons always change, and old leaves will pass away
Take time to be grateful for all the leaves today that provide you comfort
That all living things, even each small leaf , requires the support of others
This message was one derived at first from a dark place
a feeling of sadness, and how we should provide more than just whispers
I looked to the sky requesting to see things clearer.
I was guided to set my sights on the leaves.
An overwhelming sense of peace overflows from me.
Too many leaves were shaken from a once golden branch during a severe storm.
We must discuss mental health, a subject that needs to move closer to the norm.
RIP those that have cried that fatal cry!
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