There once was a particular leaf, that lived, along with
the other leaves, securely and loftily on the branches of
a mighty tree. In the summer time of life, with not a care
in the world, glorious was their existence. But he, for some
reason was disenchanted about it all. And sensed that
something to their existence was missing. He was not sure
exactly what it was, but he aimed to find out and started
to question things. And as time went on, in his pondering,
he grew distant from the rest, and often dreamily wondered
as he looked at the world above, around and below; what it
must be like to be free, to experience life as an individuated
soul. Well, one day he got his wish and the answer he was
looking for. Now, because of his questioning of things, he
failed to develop a deep rooted sense of belonging therein
the community and to the nurturing source. There then blew
a strong wind that loosened his hold and he fell to the ground
below.
Left lying on the street, he now, found himself; seperated from
the shelter of home, alienated from his world, left to wander a
long and dark road broken and alone. Fearfully he cried, hoping
that someone would hear his cry. But there was no answer, the
leaves in their glory just looked on. They all said one to the other,
leave him be why should we risk our necks and comfort of home
for someone that is not a part of us anymore. Indeed if he were
strong, surely he would of had remained with us here in the loving
shelter of this mighty tree. But he thought that he was wise
constantly speaking of another world, the need to search for a
hidden meaning in life, to delve in the mystery of who he really is
by finding his true self. What a fool, now he is left to wander through
a desolate land, naked and forsaken when he had all the security in
the world with us here by the loving shelter of this mighty tree. And
now a mighty evening wind has loosened his hold, look at him down
there on the street below, broken by the fall, crying to the wind.
Let his wisdom now save him, for we will not hear his cry for help,
for when he was still with us his presence was becoming deeply
annoying and troubling by his constant preaching about another
world, causing great strife and discomfort amongst us. Surely now
he will wither and pass away, he will be gone forever and leave us
at peace.
So time went by as the poor leaf lay helpless and withering in a
strange and foreign land. Slowly his physical existence began to
pass away, and thoughts of what once was began to fade. At
that moment what could of been running through his mind? What
could he have been thinking of? At one time to be safe and secure
free from doubt now to be seperated from the shelter of home
alienated from the world, left to wander a long and dark road broken
and alone. Then from the caverns of the deep a voice came into his
head, it was saying these words,''Ask, and it shall be given you. Seek,
and you shall find. Knock, and it shall be opened.''
And upon hearing the words, i proceeded to ask, (said the leaf in
reference of himself, as he started to awaken into the reality of
his being). And upon asking, my eyes were opened and i understood.
And my spirit thus being awakened entered into life and for once i
saw this new world all around me. It was on an august night and the
stars in the heavens like living beams of light revealed their secret.
Then in awe i looked toward the eternal sky and saw a vast universe
with its myriad elements that holds many wonders. I saw eternity and
the mystery as it came to my realization that i was a part of that
eternity, forever becoming. In it i saw who i was, by it i knew that i
was, a living soul with the gift of life.
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