Cries Of A Leaf
The seasons have changed.
We are connected to the same Tree.
Blown upon by the same breeze.
By Sovereignty, He sowed the same seed.
What do we have in common?
We’re both leaves.
Entering into a new season.
When we hit the ground remind me of what matters.
And I’ll tell you the same.
His grace is sufficient.
That’s the name of the game.
May our leaves light the eternal Flame.
“Though leaves are many, the root is one.”
