The leaves are blown by an unruly wind
soon to be cast down upon the hard unyielding earth
and blown across barren wastes that were once beautiful forests.
In time those leaves are absorbed by that barren soil
and feed and nourish a new and ever growing forest.
If you compare our lives with those of the leaves
you will find that many of us although blown by a similar wind
never try to feed or nourish any but ourselves.
I hope in a World of hate and anger enough leaves will be left
to nourish a new forest.