Four Trees Toppling Over the Dirty River

I escaped to a quite place to meditate But as soon as I got there an old man in a red cap with a wretched look on his face invaded my quiet space I have noticed him perpetually prowling around the park with his long range professional camera shooting from the dark Today my spirit got crossed and I came face to face with him I labeled him a stalker but he quickly denied and and confessed that he was a habitual bird watcher I felt a sudden vexation brewing and with deep sorrows inside I took my bible and sat on the damp grass and read a psalms from the depth of my heart. The rain came down suddenly wetting the pages in my bible And forcing the bird watcher to close his despised windows His conscience started screaming at him and in a few minutes he hurried away from that place. Something compelled me to leave that spot too so I rode my bike along the wet trail leading to a muddy course and a man riding in the opposite direction crossed my path I attempted to get off my bike to let him pass but he said aloud "I will ride in the muddy part" As soon as I reach around the tired bend I pounced upon a sign which reads "road under construction, closed" The broken swampy road perishing from inside with heavy equipment blocking the route kept everyone away I felt extremely happy I parked my bike along the broken track and walked on a board that connects both trail and continued on the track I kept walking until my spirit led me to a peculiar place A tree on the river bank with roots swelling out of the ground with no soil to cover it's body and veins running all around caught my attention I made my way into the bushes and sat on the root with my bare feet dangling above the slow moving water and flat rocks gazing at me as if they have something urgent to show me I kept looking all around still there was nothing to be found But right in front of me the hidden mystery was staring directly at me There it was in living proof five trees standing on the river bank four trees leaning over the river in a cluster with one almost falling to the ground But the fifth tree separated from the cluster was standing upright looking healthy and strong sucking up the energy from the four falling ones I photograph the living image of the four trees collapsing over the big dirty river.