...i love old trees...:)
...they make me happy.
...someday.. ...i hope i will be....
like that old tree.
...tough yet weak.
...singled out,yet part of a whole.
...be a part of a view and also have
........a view from where I stand..
...not to ever have to miss another Sunrise or Sunset.
...watered, nourished, and served a purpose.
...served as sheltered and left alone when needed.
...tough enough to survive in this Arid desert
we live in,yet able to slow down,when enough is enough.
...and still be be gorgeous in my old wrinkled, crinkled, silvered state....
...dropping branches if need be, growing more when nature permits.
...oh,to be this old tree.
...to cradle life, and let it go free.
...and hope for Life to return,to keep my arms warm..
...in the fresh day's of Spring.
...not artificially altered but altered through honest strive and strain.
...sunshine and rain, bleached and weathered....
...sunshine and rain, bleached and weathered....
...beautiful..... from my point of view.
.........someday.. i wanna be...
like this old tree...
...someday...
.........someday.. i wanna be...
like this old tree...
...someday...
.me.
3 comments:
Hi! That was beautiful writing!
You are that tree, just not old enough yet to catch all the sunrises & sunsets & be silvered & weathered...
love ya! jet
this is a truly inspired and inspiring piece of writing...thankyou for your perspective...
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