Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Being a Tree, A long Journey.

My journey began long ago, when the earth was young
Buried deep into the ground, only time could tell
Along came the wind, the rain, So many years passed by
I start to grow, I start to rise, and my journey begins.
I yield the fruit, I face the sun, I provide the shade.
Restless I stand, in the midst of so much change, I stood tall.
The changing of seasons as my leaf`s start to fall, many seasons pass by.
I’ve faced the storms, the challenges, it’s been long
With all this change, I have stood strong.

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