I remember the fall well. I grew in beauty as my life drained. I lost the strength to hold onto the branches, and the air sent me spiraling out of control. The descent was slow and everything I held dear was staring back down at me in slow motion. I released all built up tension as I readied my body for a devastating impact. However, I flowed down without gaining speed. I shifted my weight and instead of hitting the ground, I was carried away by a breeze. I am now lifeless, inert in mind. Yet I still move about just out of reach.