Everyday, I would see it.
Sometimes amazed by it’s structure, I would gaze at it intently for minutes and at other times, I would just pass by.
I had formed a strange connection with it. I rejoiced when leaves grew on it. I was mesmerized by its beauty even when it didn’t have a single leaf on it.
It was the loudest downpour
I ever heard
It was not water from the heaven above
But it was the roots
that had loosened their grip
It was the fall of the Tree
My eyes were moist. I went to see the tree. Touched its trunk and the branches. Also, touched the soft threads of the broken wood.
It was blissful to be in the moment with the tree. I could feel the moment.
Thanks you for teaching a lot, Tree !
Love and Joy and Bliss always…!