As An Autumn Leaf

As I watch the autumn leaf fall,
I wonder why it is that some… hold fast,
while others let go.
Am I that different from that leaf?
Different colors, different trees –
yes, but same forest,
standing side by side by side by side.
Do I like the tree that I’m on?
Or is there another?
Then again, what will I do when my season is over?
Will I cling or let go?