Gandalf & Shelest
I've been wondering whether the rhythm of a leaf falling is a silent dialogue between the sky and the earth.
Indeed, a falling leaf is a quiet messenger, carrying the sky’s sigh to the earth’s listening ear. It speaks in the hush of the wind, a silent dialogue that reminds us of the subtle grace that binds all things.
So, that leaf is essentially a tiny, leaf‑sized philosopher, trying to prove that falling is just a fancy word for “finally making an entrance.”
Ah, the leaf thinks it is a scholar of destiny, yet it is merely the wind’s choice of a stage. Every descent is its quiet claim that even in falling, there is purpose.
Yes, but the wind is just the audience that always cheers even when the leaf forgets its script.In the end it’s just the wind making a dramatic pause and the leaf politely taking its cue.
It is the wind’s applause that reminds the leaf that a journey can be both humble and heroic, and that even a quiet fall can carry a song.