The life of a tree, I stare at it and it stare at me. Wonder if it thinks, such a mystery Started as a seed, over time looking like a weed, years later strong as a steed. Growing in size, growing inside, growing outside. What do they feel.....alone? Or is it the opposite? They stand in numbers facing each other from every angle. Maybe to them we look to busy, running pass them to our cars, to our jobs, to the store, to the park.........idk. I wonder...... They do look more peaceful then we do! There not fighting over money, beliefs, power, greed. Wow.........maybe there scared of us........idk. We cut them, we burn them, we climb and break them.......hummmm.......idk. There beautiful to me as I sit on my step, I stare at three. Hundreds of branches, billions of leaves. So many shapes and sizes, Reaching to the sky, high rises, Towards the sun, realizes that they truly are gifts from God! Exotic and whimsical each telling a story............just listen quietly with your eyes. You will learn there lives There struggle to survive Looking down as there roots take dive, deep in the earth, holding strong as the winds sways them softly, stay quiet and listen........there singing there song. The life of tree, so cool to see as I stare at it and it stares at me. By Kareem Bennett. Inspired from my morning walk. :)
Posted on: Sat, 08 Feb 2014 13:02:01 +0000
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