Choice

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Life is given.

 

The tree, roots down the dark earth

Shoots up to the luminous sky,

Branches out,

Stands the storm,

Bears fruit, sustenance,

Harbors life.

Its soul is made of forbearance,

Mercy and forgiveness.

 

Man hacks, chops, puts it to death

Yet it dreams for the wellbeing of others.

 

Mother Nature in her tree body

Shows the way

To live this earthly life.

 

We could be like it

Making this birth meaningful

 

Our choice.

 

Posted for Mary’s Midweek Motif ~ Choice @ Poets United