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…!
Sprouts into a sapling
The sapling grows into a plant
And further becomes a tree
Swaying in the wind
Fulfilling its purpose
Bearing all the weathers
Be it the rain or Sun
One can’t decipher the feelings of a tree
It just is …present…in the moment
May I also learn
How to be like a tree
To be just present in the moment
To observe it all
All that is present
And not get overly involved in the rut
May I never wander too far from the moment and my purpose
Only if I can be like a Tree
Thanks for Reading !
We all change differently
in our own unique ways
and the process never stops.
All about life and us is
moving at a pace that is often unpredictable.
So ,there has to be some gravitas,
Something that we do daily
that becomes our anchor
gives us stability,
Just like the roots of a tree
something that holds us
and grounds us
Something that speaks in the same old way with us always
and keeps our sanity alive and things normal…
* For me, it always have to be the scriptures…
Thanks for visting !