Tree Of Life

I have seen many a things in my lifetime. Would you like to hear about them?

I have stood here for many a years. Come rain, shine, thunder or winds, I have never faltered, knowing this is where my roots will stay.

Everyday, I can feel the sun shining down on me, giving each nerve its life. A life that is part and parcel of what makes this earth. Each nerve connected to one another forming what is my hard body and my soft hair.

As the sun gives me life, the rain breathes new life to my being. From where I stand, I can see the children running in the rain. How odd, they love the rain when they are small, then as they grow and colorful umbrellas shields them from my view.  I have seen them turn from little wild younglings to good young people and to wonderful parents themselves. I believe it is a part of what they call The circle of life.

I am tied to my mother, earth, and I can feel her moving each day. Changing, shaping into a different landscapes. From where I stand , I used to see hills and feel the dew from morning misty air on my hair. Today, the landscape I once knew is now growing into buildings and concrete, housing more life than I had seen in so long.

And yet, some things are left where they are. I can see the kids in the playground, and the boys practicing their football skills.

As the clouds change, I too change with the seasons. Some days I have more hair falling off, I can see the sweepers cleaning away my brown hair. Come sit by me, and I will provide you some shelter. Oh, I can see some of my being eaten a tiny guinea pig residing in a brown house. The earth gives what it makes I guess.

I love the evening winds. The birds chirp away, making their nests between my many hands. It gets ticklish but it gives me a sense of purpose and I enjoy their warmth as much as I love to provide coolness under my shades to anyone who would need it.

But what lives must die, it is so said in the circle of this life. Perhaps in my next life, I could be that little guinea pig.

Written in memory of the wonderful Tree that was with us growing up, but was taken down today.