The weeping willow, weeps joyful tears as the tainted leaves bow down to her creator.
As the leaves rain down upon the earth, the willow softens her grip on the Earth.
Slowly.
Steadily.
Each step is a new adventure waiting for her presence to jump in.
As she reaches her final destination, she looks over the edge of the cliff.
Fear runs up her spine as a pine tree once had.
Broken.
Ready.
She turns to face away her fate slowly, yet surely this was the one escape into her creator's arms. To become one with the Earth again.
The weeping willow, weeps joyful tears as the tainted leaves bow down to her creator.
She knew this wasn't going to be easy to leave everything she once knew, and everything she knows behind.
The air swipes through the thicket of her branches, she knows she is now in her creators arms.