The leaves are falling, the green is gone from them. They've lost their vitality, and now fall to the ground, blanketing the earth and roots below the tree's branches.

One by one, they let go, giving the last moment of their life to enjoy the feeling and exhilaration of falling, letting the wind carry them to the ground. At last, they rest with their kin at the feet of the tree, a tribute to the hard work they have done for the year.

Even leaves know their limits, and in their last moments they often express the greatest beauty of their life, changing their color, going away from the crowds of green to the vibrant, outspoken reds, oranges, yellows, and violets.

When we conceal ourselves by following what is 'socially acceptable', we are often overlooked and branded as a part of the crowd. It's when we step away from the ordinary and show our true colors that we become an individual and enjoy life unrestrained.