To Simply Leave II

I feel compelled to append my last post.  This afternoon I returned to the Oval at CSU and simply walked through it's center.  Many Coloradoans are familiar with the John Muir quote: "The mountains are calling and I must go."  The Oval was calling me today, so I went.  The "golden snowfall" I refer to in my previous post had become an occasional "flurry," yet continued to radiate beauty.  I found myself intentionally searching out accumulations of leaves on the walkway simply to feel them beneath my feet and gather my thoughts in the slight crunch they emitted.  Being slightly damp they uttered a faint sound instead.  I noticed a bit more sunlight visible as I looked up because the number of leaves remaining on the mighty elms are fewer with each passing day.

Then, from out of nowhere, a speeding bike rushed past and startled me.  A gently falling leaf ahead quicky brought me back, but not before I wanted to shout "you SOB, slow the f down.  Can't you see what you're missing?"  I then realized that my life now best reflects the reality of the falling leaf.  The speeding biker mirrored the reality of the other world we share.  I didn't want to re-enter that world, so I kept walking and managed to say nothing.  To say nothing speaks volumes.  That is what a "golden snowflake" taught me today and I am grateful.  I simply left the Oval, much like a leaf leaves it's tree, and slowly walked on.