Literature
Sunset Wisdom
A leaf floated down from the tree, dancing in the wind. It flipped and spun, turned and rolled through the air as it slowly tumbled towards the grassy ground.
"Life is like a falling leaf," said Iroh, sitting against the tree, staring up at the falling leaf. "It starts on the branch, clinging on to the bough like a child clings to its mother. But as it grows and as the seasons change, the leaf becomes more independent, breaking free from the tree. The leaf starts to drift down." His amber eyes followed as the life hit a light gust and flipped over before spiraling down. "Like in life, the leaf tosses and turns in the breeze, unexpectedly shif