Here I sit day after day, helping people make their way through another day.
Does anyone ever see me, can anyone relate to what it is to be ignored in every way.
Did you know that once I was a seed, and then I grew into a full grown tree.
Oh, I felt so free, my limbs reached to the sky.
In spring I would grow these beautiful leaves that would stay with me all through summer and most of the fall.
I had a multitude of visitors that would come to take shelter of just sit a spell, and share the day with me
All the changed for me, when one day someone noticed how strong and tall I was…
I felt so proud, I preened and spread my arms even wider.
To my shock and dismay, I was cut to the ground, my beautiful bark was ripped from my body and I was laid bare.
Oh this is a beauty I heard it exclaimed, then to my horror I was passed through a mechanical monster who cut me into pieces.
I was shipped with others who had met my fate into a large open space where we lay stripped of our dignity and actually ignored
What was my future to be, I heard the talk, in the yard I was in, I could become part of a floor, a wall, I was no longer a tree, I had become an object to be used.
Then one day, I was shipped off to an area that was filled with tall trees and vegetation .. I was back in the woods where I could hear and see the birds and animals who used to visit with me, I was so happy….
Here I was cut up again, so parts of me lay in one place and another further down the way, I was going to be part of a walkway that cut across an expanse of land called a bog.
I was going to be useful again, I was going to be able to feel the wind, and all the wonderful elements of nature again.
I soon realized that it wasn’t like being a tree where I stood tall reaching for the heavens, where people would gaze at me in wonder at my strength and beauty and take shelter under my many limbs when the sun got too hot, or if the rains were too unrelenting.
No, I was a convenience, and many never even glanced at me or my beautiful markings.. some even took pleasure in trying to disfigure me.
I’ve grown old, you can see the tired lines in my face. If you look even closer, you will see the acceptance of my fate.
Thank you for listening to my story, if even one of you looks kindly on one of my peers, then my life has not been in vain.
Should you come visit, I hope to still be around, I may have a couple of seasons left in me.. who knows.. life is what it is after all, I have lived a good life, .. and look I got to share some time with you today, so its a good day!
*as told to Q on a hot summer day...
Enjoy what happens. People who can enjoy anything happening to them receive wisdom for the next step. Try to work on things without being overly concerned.
Perfect Liberty 2023.10
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