I ask the forest whether I myself am turning color like these leaves. The forest answers, "Yes, your life is cyclical, like that of leaves, and all you've done will fall away to fertilize your next encounter with the summer sun." 3 of 9 (Click here for shortcuts} Home Page 1. Where has Grandmother gone? 2. Why are leaves turning color? 3. Am I also turning color? 4. Why human pain and error? 5. How trees remember 6. Why disease and selfishness? 7. Why undeserved suffering? 8. What if all life were destroyed? 9. Who made this scheme of life and death?