The Last Remaining Tree

 

The Last Remaining Tree

Where does interest come from?  The infinity of choice is often so heavy that likes and dislikes are not concerned with well-being, but are the passing of the wind through the leaves of a tree.  Sometimes a leaf falls off, a branch breaks, or the tree is overturned itself, but the wind is still blowing.  There is much that comes through us, much that may rip us apart, or knock us over, but that is because the wind has never ceased to blow.  Everything wants to be uncovered, room must be made for new leaves to bloom, new branches to sprout, and new trees to grow; even a slight breeze may help the new sapling strengthen its roots and trunk.  But there is often a wonderful aura that remains around the tree no longer bothered by the wind.  Perhaps we do not need new trees, but the old ones to grow with the wisdom it takes to remain firm.

Douglas Thornton