To Learn From a Leaf

What would you do if you were a leaf?

Gold flowing curls and waves
decorate the forgotten leaf,
left on the ground
to live out
its lonely life
with the rest of them.

Brown dots speckle the middle,
while crisp crimson
dominates the edges.
Memory seeps through
the rips and tears of past horrors
left by the footprint
of us.

If you listen close,
you can hear the cry
of this delicate beauty.
Moaning, because we cannot
see eye to eye.

We only think
about what comes next,
and we don't think
about what really matters.

It's like spilling milk.
People get mad
because they aren'y perfect.

You should laugh at yourself,
really,
because if you were sensible
you would know that
we will never be perfect.
And trying to be perfect
makes us even less perfect.

So what I am saying
is to stop trying.
Relax,
take a step back,
and look at yourself in a mirror.
If you have worked so hard,
like you said before,
then what have you come to?

You have worked yourself 
so hard that
your fingers are practically
waiting to fall off.

So take this leaf,
this lowly leaf,
swaying in the wind.
Speckled with brown,
crumpled and wrinkled.
Take this leaf,
and learn from it.

A leaf can be tossed around,
thrown to the ground,
and live the rest of its life
without worry.

So learn from this leaf,
and live like it does.
Not all about the hustle,
and bustle.
Take in your surroundings,
and live every day
as if
it
were
your
last.