The Lyrics From Billys Forest Chapter 281

A chilly 56 degrees. A new day in the forest. The dry yellow, orange, red and somewhat green leaves have been thrown across the forest floor. The most interesting part is the sunlight. Because of the umbrella of leaves above so much shade is in place. The clearing of the leaves is creating shadows as I write. The creative mind dances with the idea of the shadow being a different spirit. This is why we must learn to love change. Uncertainty has always been part of our lives. While these trees lose their leaves, should we as humans do the same? What if our personal growth is creating shade? Doesn't that damage the growth below?