The Leaf That Fell From The Tree


Don’t weep for me

The leaf that fell from the tree

I was once looking down

But now, down I lie

I’m preparing to die

But don’t weep for me

The leaf that fell from the tree

 

I turned brown and I fell down

But I’m only in transition

I’m in my rightful position

To get a bit moshed, and

a bit squashed

Or, I may dry and crumble

If the rain clouds don’t rumble

 

I feed the earth

She gives me life anew

It’s only a matter of time

Before I again enjoy the view

Resplendent in green

Surveying the scene

 

So come, human

Admire my hue

I only experience the same process as you

We live and we die

But there’s no need to cry

We both adorn the wheel of illusion

And, our being is as One, eternal

 

Weep not, but praise Mother Nature

I’m replenished, I’m offspring

I’m “Of the Spring”

Weep not, but embrace the joy

Weep not for me

The leaf that once fell from the tree

Photo by Hiwa Ali: https://www.pexels.com/photo/brown-leaf-2364633/ 

 

The Transitory Phenomenon We Call Life


The nature of our relationship with creation is that of subject/object. The mind (subject) constantly seeks out objects in the world and interacts with them; objects can be things or people. It then draws a series of conclusions and opinions around the interaction, which determine whether we are happy, sad or indifferent with the experience. Relationships are so-called because we all exist in relation to each other. When two people are in love; genuinely in love, it is not because they are in a relationship with each other. It is actually because the soul connection between the two is so strong, that the illusion of the subject/object relationship has broken down and dissolved away, allowing the two souls to merge in Love with each other and experience the oneness of consciousness. This is a great paradox of life; we are only in a relationship when the relationship has broken down!

The subject/object relationship is what is also known as duality; the illusion that things and people exist separately and independently. The only reality is consciousness, however, when consciousness has its dancing shoes on, objects rise up and appear to exist independently of everything and everyone else. But all that rises up must also dissolve away; this is the transitory phenomenon that we call Creation.