Haiku 11 Wind Tree
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While hiking in the mountains above 10,000 feet, you begin to see less vegetation because of less water and colder temperatures. One tree that I observed was standing by itself but it was bent over, deformed by the constant wind that blows. I felt a calling to this tree – alive . . . not giving up . . . digging down to get water and holding on . . . I was encouraged . . . it was as if this tree was saying “don’t give up, life may be brutally hard, it may disfigure you . . . but never give up – stand up to the wind and the forces that would want to rip you up!” Though the tree was standing by itself it was not alone – small craggy bushes, smooth rocks and tuffs of grass were gathered around like a circle of friends – cheering. Take heart friends be strong and courageous and cheer for each other. Live generously.
a tree deformed by
years of wind stands bent but not
broken, calls to you
Copyright © David Meade | Year Posted 2014
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