That Autumn, They Say the Autumn Wind Had Blown

II Om Namo Bhagawate Vasudevaya II

An autumn came with a leaf that hesitated to follow the season’s wind;

The leaf was dried, yet so stubborn;

Enticing in it’s divinely shade of golden sun, the curls in the leaf were taking some different direction;

Dried the leaf was, it had least flexibility, but see the guts in it that it stands against the wind;

It had left its tree, left the branch, the youth had left it and it was only to mix with soil, yet see the guts in it and its will;

The wind knows no such drills, from the start of universe it has always flown in the nature’s rule;

But who shall make this solitary leaf understand the nature’s rule?
 Perhaps it believes that an ant can swim an ocean if its will is pure and true;

The autumn king was passing by and the leaf was struggling against the wind; 

Came near the king to hear something that the leaf was murmuring;

The leaf was saying:

“O! Lord, on the tree you gave me a secured life;

I had to do my work and had a place to stand;

 Came rain, came summer or winter, I had my place to stand;

Now, I lost my green, I have turned yellow;

They say I have reached divinity and I don’t need to stand;

Wind will carry me and finally I shall be one with the soil;

But before all these, I shall return to my tree once and ask it, was I able to give my service to my best?

If I was, I shall flow with the wind and if I could not have satisfied my tree, I shall decompose at the feet of it;

This is the final service I shall provide before I disappear for ever;

With no limbs how to travel such distance my lord!”  

That autumn, they say the autumn wind had blown to carry the leaf to its tree and then away from it, away far away, from the tree;

Say it a coincident, or say that may we not know, but every effort we put is noticed by some authority;