Her leaves are turning yellow, there is no sign of life in them, they are falling one after another. She is letting go of her once beautiful cover.

But what I see is a tree standing strong and tall, a tree that knows she will have new leaves again, she will bloom, she will root deeper in ground, she will grow taller and taller, stronger and stronger every fall and winter that pass by. .
She hasn’t lost her faith in the cycle of life. .