#LeafOnWinds
A leaf falls,
torn from the bough, a quiet farewell
to the tree it once knew as home.
It floats in the air, weightless,
not with purpose, but with grace,
caught in the breath of the wind’s vast sigh.

It drifts across valleys,
over rivers that sing to the stones,
above fields of golden grain that bend
like pilgrims in reverence to the sun.
It is carried past mountains,
whose silent peaks pierce the sky
like the thoughts of gods,
old and immutable.

And as it travels, the leaf wonders:
Is...