I could have written a hundred sentences about this topic. Instead, I have chosen to be parsimonious with words, and now I let you puzzle over the meaning of the haiku I have written instead:
Wizened old witness,
Of growing and withering,
Sheds her last leaves. Peace.
Image: By Gabrielle Merk – Own work, Blossoming old-growth fruit tree on Mount Zugerberg, Switzerland, https://commons.m.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Old_Fruit_Tree_in_Bloom.jpg