Just Leafed

You find yourself like a dried Leaf pushed by the Wind, one day high up, and the other crushed under the shoes of the careless. You left your Tree because there was no longer any water reaching your branch, it went faint, dry, and then it got broken. It fell on the ground then after a few days, you that very tiny Leaf was pushed by the Wind to where angels fear to tread…
When the Wind blew hard, you just lamented the days you had those beautiful dreams of becoming a Tree yourself, baring the fruits that were so beautiful to imagine. You can still close your eyes and think of yourself as a beautiful tree with birds singing on every single branch that you have. You never wanted to leave Tree, yet it was the one that sent you away. Sometimes, when you are being pushed so hard by Wind or crushed by the brand new pair of red shoes, you just blame that lazy Tree, which never took care of the beautiful Leaf attached to the most beautiful flower right on top. Sometimes as a Leaf, you just accuse Tree of being jealous of your vibrant green because it was so old and attached to the ground, while you beautiful Leaf had Wind cuddle you and the butterflies kiss you. Even though you badly miss your Tree, yet you know you cannot go back there, the harm was already done since the day Tree sent you away by the beginning of Spring.
Then as a Leaf, you had to learn to survive, you had to just make it. At first, as a Leaf you start enjoying the beautiful level of freedom, you see plenty of places that you would have never been able to see being attached to that old Tree. You start enjoying Wind, and how it lifts you and how every time it takes you to a new place, a new territory with more learning and more experience….You begin to realize that you are no longer that silly crying Leaf. You are enjoying ultimate freedom; you and Wind become intimate friends.
Suddenly you come to realize that it was not Tree that let you go, it was Wind who wanted to take you along. Wind was invisible, but he wanted you poor Leaf to manifest its power, to be seen whenever it blows and pushes you up high so you reach much higher levels that what Tree could have ever grown into. Your life as a Leaf reaches the point of no return.
Sometimes you remember that old grim Tree and reflect to find that Tree was just the illusion and the Wind was the reality…
You fall in eternal love for Wind and trust it with your life, and you no longer worry about your old dreams, because all the promises of Wind seems to be much more fulfilling than your own. You can no longer separate yourself from Wind; you just become one and tomorrow is just in Wind’s mind.