Flowers in Ashes

Some people are born in Rome, while others are like fallen leaves, which fall freely in all directions before they have experienced the sun and rain. Some were trampled back and forth, some were bitten back and forth by insects, and some fell into the soil and began to slowly rot. Absorbed by the tree crown, it melts between heaven and earth, as if it has never been in this world, and as if it is gestating a greater conspiracy.