A few months ago, I went shopping to Gramedia Book Store. Eh, I found a Tere Liye`s book, titled "Daun yang Jatuh Tak Pernah Membenci Angin"~Falling Leaves Never Hate Wind. From this book tittle, comes a statement in my mind, that leaf is a symbol of gratitude for the circumstances that have been outlined by Allah.
Here is the book:
Let`s Think
If I were Leaves. I certainly would never blame the wind, although it was so difficult for me to hold out. I would grip the shaft tightly, shaft was my life principe. Yes .. approximately so.
When a leaf detached from the stem, how freely he flew in harmony with the wind that was aborting, without hating the wind. Leaves were making love by the wind, until the leaves fell to the ground. The leaves became dry, decomposed by microorganisms. The decomposed leaves became a pile of compost to fertilize a tree that seized the other thousands of leaves. The life cycle of a hero, a cool leaf life cycle. He fell for the others, there.
Experience
I had tried to become a grateful one like a leaf did, accepted all existing circumstances. Swayed by the condition!. That's what, I was wrong. It was difficult to imitate the life cycle of a leaf. He knew when he had to detached from the stem to dance with the wind, and when he had to cling to his ideology. Well, it's hard to sustaining moisture right?
It's hard to immitate how a leaf life, but actually we can try out how the leaf grateful for what he has. Someday, I would go to Japan to see the Sakura Leaves fall. Perhaps they are flying to my direction. Who knows?
