I will tell the history of certain leaf which I have since several years now.
My friend, adorer Elvis’, she went certain years to the USA and Graceland visited. Great and moving survival this for her was.
During deep musing in The garden Meditation, she noticed , that from the tree, the leaf falls to her feet softly.. Only one leaf! She marked that it had been this day scorching and windless.
She raised the leaf and suddenly all happened for her bright. She resembled the line of my poem which she translated; „ .......suddenly,an autumn leaf carried with the hand of wind passes me murmuring the immemorial song of time going by and stops halway - in your Meditation Gardens. And maybe it wasn't the wind? Maybe it Was You, my King giving me sign That you.....”.
Comprehensible this as; THE SIGN! She brought the dried leaf to Poland, she cut him on half, and she sent one half to me, with the signature: The leaf from The garden Mercy”.
I framed him in beautiful frame box and every day he gladdens my eyes .
The amazing history, but true. Danusia
Please forgive mistakes in the translation!