Leaf

Falling from the tree and flying with the cool breeze is all I wanted to do.

Flying across the picturesque grasslands and over the azure sky.

Falling and then flying again.

Colliding and then again flying.

Nothing but flying high is all i always wanted.

Sometimes over the sapphire sea and sometimes among the hustle and bustle of the city.

I find my piece of peace in the noises I hear.

The tranquillity lies in the greatest of tumults.

All it takes is the sense of wisdom to realize what you really have and what you really are.

I know it both.

My journey may be short and no one will ever remember me .

The best part about it is that I know who I am and what I really want.