Nature is the eternal teacher


Somewhere our dreams are very similar to these leaves. They fall and get buried in the ground every now and then. The price they pay when the autumn arrives is the price we pay hauling the baggage of responsibilities.
Old leaves fall but the new ones grow to find their own way to this world. Our dreams do fall but you should never fail to build some new ones. Because in the end you ought to have patience and a belief that things will work out eventually.
As Percy Bysshe wisely said:
If winter comes, can spring be far behind?

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