The first leaf

There it was, drifting along with the wind. Such colour, a beautiful colour, such a gradient hue it was. Flying through the air, the leaf saw beauty above and everything under it. It was happy, filled with joy, but as it fell lower and lower, it showed a sign of insignificance.The leaf, can no longer be with the others, and there it touches the ground, so slid and brown, like the colour of its death. It showed no emotion nor reaction. But this is the beginning, beginning of a legend foretold, the new lie it brought into the world will be the greatest story of all. The leaf, grew into a seed, into a plant and back to a tree that it once govern the whole place. The leaf, fallen from grace is not the end of a story nor the end of its life. This is a new beginning.