Leaves, magic, freedom, tranquility

If world is a tree
And we are "leaves"
Surviving from the
Nutrients provided
By roots

"Magic"
How we get food
From
Water, sunlight and air

We are bounded to
The tree as long as we
Can. We get "freedom" when
We are separated from tree(death)

And growing old and old we
Finally we will rest in "tranquility"

And our place is replaced by
Someone with greenery.