Picking up the single leaf
i\'d watched fall to my feet
I looked from its perfect form
to the enormous tree before me.
Just this one leaf had fallen
and I wondered in that moment of awe
was this leaf a single token, a plea.
So noble and majestic a form before me,
reliant on the natural resources around her.
Resources which my kind
were corrupting and abusing.
Was this indeed a plea or my inner sense
of guilt that i had done nothing other than
offer a passive support to the protection
of our environment and all creation who rely
upon the natural resources unspoilt by humankind.
Would this single leaf shed be my watershed moment?