Keep my eyes open to Your wonders, Master Designer. Let me see the leaf that unfolds from the twig as the miracle it is so I may open my gifts of love as freely. Then let me see the way it twists on the wind, yet stays firmly attached to the tiny twig so I can know that I am able to bear the winds which seek to blow me from my resolve to stay rooted to You. For it is through the smallest of the roots I gain my nourishment from You. The smallest of my actions are what bring me closest to You and my fellow man.
Then as my time is ripe let me change my colors with the season at hand. Then I will freely fall into the breeze which lifts me to my resting place. And once again, I become part of the earth which feeds the next leaves of Spring. Through them I will be part of the re-birthed life flowing through every fiber of the tree.
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