Falling ... Leaves and tears ...

The trees know when to let go.  Leaves, whose purpose has been lived out, now fall to the ground.  
The trees' expectations, hopes, dreams and feelings of comfort from the leaves are now lost forever.
Facing our disappointments, losses, no longer able to fake accomplishments and comfort that is no longer there--if it ever was--we, like the trees let their leaves fall, release our tears.

The leaves go on to make our earth, the fertilizing magnet for new growth and life; 
as do our tears pouring libation to all that we stand on, 
all that we hoped for and all that we wait for now in sweet anticipation.