The Tree of Living

A seedling is planted. The strong wind blows. It bends in the breeze but does not break. Rain lashes from the sky but still it holds firm to the ground that cradles it. Life sparks. Roots grab the hand of Mother Earth. Leaves begin to form and unfurl to wave at the beautiful blue sky on the balmy spring day. Time marches onward and the sapling sprouts up like a teenage boy with his arms stretched out to gather the gentle morning dew. Strength begins to flow and branches become corded with muscles. The tree does not falter on its chase for maturity. Storms continue to rage but the tree holds fast. Gaining strength through the adversities. At last adulthood comes but the tree continues to grow. There are many rings of experience to add to its core. The elements continue to ravage the noble tree and finally it succumbs to age and weather. Falling gently. Immersing itself back into the summoning sepulcher of slumber.