And come this autumn, most of those leaves shall fall. But that isn't their rock bottom, because falling, that's not all. Respect the fallen, my dear. Read that out loud and clear. There's none better a teacher, than the seasonal perils of nature. I'll have you know, kid, that the fallen leaves, those that rustle and whisper, could trigger a forest fire, wild and uninhibited. There's a fire in the fallen, ever so latent, ever so potent, brimming with intent, that I don't find elsewhere. Respect the fallen, son. And respect your fall. Cause when you lose your all, you're a blazing fireball. Falling for the fallen since always! #fallen #autumnfeels
