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A Little Leaf From the Grave to the Garden

Our life stages are unique, Kathy enjoys sharing her thoughts and stages through her writing and looks forward to learning about yours.

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A Leaf Lying in The Mulch Took Flight

There was a little leaf lying in the mulch. And even though it felt subdued, there was a present touch. The hand, from which the touch extends, held that little leaf. Then carried it above the clouds into a blissful peace. There, among the Soul-filled light, its heart would fill with awe. Love was overwhelming at the majesty it saw.

The joyful comfort all around gathered in that little leaf. And there it was, as light as air, no division, and no grief. The time was everlasting; there, the dance would never stop! Then there came a knowing Breeze that swayed the leaf to drop. The Breeze supplied sweet nutrients to take back to the ground. Surrendered in obedience, it lowered to the mound.

The leaf was not the same once it traveled up above. It still struggled with how to share that unique, enchanting love. It longed and yearned for what to do while it was yet - a leaf. How could it be much different when the time there seemed so brief?

It shared the sweet-filled nutrients to the root as best it could. Still, the leaf would often seek the Breeze to see that it was good. The world all around the leaf was swirling like a storm. But, when the leaf recalled the dance, the feelings became warm. Never once in all the wind was the little leaf alone. The Spirit puffed air to its soul and felt the love of home.

One day, the leaf would lift again and sway above the clouds. Until that time, it relished hoping it had found.

We are Never Alone The Breeze Will Guide the Way

Alone, the little leaf was weak, but the Breeze always came through. On many days, the tired frond would feel a kind of blue. But the Breeze would whisper thoughts of that now distant day. And all at once, the leaf returned to when it went away.

Then the little leaf was excited as the memory would flow, how it danced, and then would settle, with no need to go. It rested in comfort, with no wish to understand, as the Breeze supplied the answers to everything within its plan. The leaf returned to a vessel that would fill with empty air unless it sought the perfect Breeze to tell it how to share.

When the leaf would feel the Breeze pushing it to move, it often sparred within its heart to get into the groove. Distressing, the little blade would do its very best as it knew the awesome Breeze would surely do the rest! Some days, the leaf would worry that this memory might fade. But then the Breeze reminds us it will always stay.

Leaves Are Unique & Beautiful

Leaves Are Unique & Beautiful

Keep Your Focus on The Breeze

One day, the leaf will rise again up to the clouds above. It hopes to use this time to share a selfless love. But there are days that little leaf sees lots of pain and such. But it wiggles as it prays, seeking a thoughtful touch. There are moments like a simple leaf: the world seems out of tune. But then the Breeze swirls about making all things new.

Remember, up beyond the clouds is beauty, love, and light. The Breeze will carry all the leaves one day on their last flight! But a plate stays open for now, moving with the slightest nudge and reaching out to others to help them through the sludge. A leaf that knows the Breeze would tell you not to focus on the mulch. But preferably on the Breeze, and seek its perfect touch. The piles of this world are just a practice grounds. The world is the stepping-stone to take flight off this mound.

So when the world troubles and seems all misconstrued.

Remember that the Breeze is there with much for you to do!

Spring is a Time of Renewal

Spring is a Time of Renewal

HOPE

There is beauty when our focus clears. I am the clearest when I feel the Breeze! Our world suffers division, but we are not of this world. We can rise from the mulch and plant new seeds in our garden.

I hope we can love without condition.

I hope we can mend the broken fences.

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I hope we will be a light wherever there is darkness.

I hope they will grow our hearts before our flesh.

I hope for a world of peace and progress under the guidance of the Holy Spirit.

May we focus on the Breeze and live in the hope of our future home? It is where all the leaves, with their multitude of differences, will dance for joy and never want to stop as they sway among the Breeze. Where the most precious Holy Spirit lovingly fuels our dance forever.


© 2021 Kathy Henderson

Comments

Kathy Henderson (author) from Pa on January 21, 2021:

I am comforted by the words of Amanda Gorman they seem like a beautiful place to start:

"There is always a light,

if only we are brave enough to see it.

If only we are brave enough to be it."

-Amanda Gorman

Kathy Henderson (author) from Pa on January 21, 2021:

Sweet Dora,

Thank you for taking the time to read my story. Sadly, some may misconstrue my timing of sharing. Having just come through yet another battle, it reminded me of a beautiful experience. I had to share.

Hugs and blessings

Dora Weithers from The Caribbean on January 20, 2021:

A beautiful allegory with an inspirational message. Thank you for sharing.

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