How Foolish I Was To Think Falling Was The End

How foolish I was
To think falling was the end

For the leaves that drop
Still drift
And dance
Despite knowing what awaits them

It’s never a crash
Or an earth shattering boom

They simply land softly
Gracefully

Taking time to catch their breath and wither
Before coming back in the spring

How foolish I was

To think we were the leaves

No, instead
We are the trees

Who stand tall
Even when the world strips us of our beauty

Even when we feel most vulnerable
Most exposed

So long as we remain

We will never fall

And we will be full

Again