The winds have called and I must go.
Perhaps leaves on trees are called ‘leaves’ simply because they all eventually leave… as seasons change they fall and take to the wind. I feel a certain metaphor underlies the way people leave people after they’re finished growing from them. Those people will eventually grow onto other people and the cycle repeats itself until the tree dies. Though we can be sure that the seed of lessons we’ve planted in each of us will bloom unto future lives.