Trees don’t hold on to their leaves, nor do the leaves cry when they shed. What’s left, when they fall, is a naked soul bearing its truth.
Fallen leaves mark the advent of new season…..n by God’s grace, may it be a sacred time to look into the past….bless it, forget it n release it, so as to cherish what is there….as that would be our life thereon!!!
“Let’s embrace and not fear the change knocking at Earth’s doors, the havoc of Coronavirus Pandemic is teaching us to live in a healthy manner that is sustainable and that which supports life rather than threaten it!!!”