I saw the leaf fall from the branch,
Floating down to the street.
There was no craving.
There was no desire.
There was no hate.
I thought to myself.
How does the leaf do this?
Perhaps it accepts that is a leaf.
That one day will fall
from the branch of the tree.
Floating down to the street below.
And no more than this?
Then I realised that I have
a lot to learn from the leaf.
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