I don't remember ever counting the leaves before.
Is it a sign I'm I losing it, or finding it? Where did such a strange impulse come from?
Is counting leaves on a tree a form of prayer? Perhaps an autumn rosary, the arithmetic of hopefulness?
"The trees in the field will clap their hands…" So are leaves the hands that applaud the Creator?
"The leaves of the tree are for the healing of the nations…" A vision of life flourishing because wounds are healed through forgiveness, and peace made possible through reconciliation.
I hope so.
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