Lao Tzu and I are sitting. We are sitting on a rock.
"I want to help others, but I am never sure when I am interfering, rather than helping." I say.
"Every leaf in the forest does not know it's name." says Lao Tzu. "But they all fall."
I watch the wind blow and I see the trees slowly shake. I want to believe each leaf that falls free and twirls in the air, decides to let go.
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