Don't forget the real world,

the places you met yourself,

where those fragile moments of peace

welcomed you with open arms 

to share the silence.

These moments are everywhere

and yet with time's endless influence,

every moment is lost.

They can float unnoticed on the breeze,

falling to carpet a lifetime.

The silent mind does not see a falling leaf;

it sees instead complexity and elegant simplicity,

entwining to render the beauty of experience.

No longer is the falling leaf separate from the mind,

nor those moments separate from eternity.

There is beauty in the continuity,

in knowing that for those moments

lost somewhere in the infinity of space, time, and possibilities,

that the leaf welcomed you with open arms. 

Embrace them. Watch them fall.