Fall

The leaves outside are falling. Tumbling down, cascading gently upon the wings of the unseen, undetectable winds, marking yet another cycle of life. Which one? Who knows, who cares?...

The occasional leaf makes its way into our lives, into our buildings clinging to the bottom of an unsuspecting shoe. An intrusion to our sterile environments, our desperate attempts to create a semblance of order, something, without which we seem unable to function.

Yet there it lies, a message from the outside world, crushed to dust, crumpled upon the ground. Unceremoniously left to decay until an industrially mass produced machine comes upon it removing it from sight and memory.

Benignly awaiting its ultimate demise it attempts to remind us of the greater order, one that has long existed before us and will continue to do so after we become nothing more then phantoms of the past. An order so much greater then the individual and so interconnected that it impacts each of us if only we would take a moment to notice…

Will no one stop with me just a second to breathe in the fall of creation in preparation to be born anew?...