New life pulsing through her roots.
Waking from grey slumber.
The rhythm, a lullaby, under the warm caress of the sun.
Each branch an extension of her resilience.
Life woven throughout the generations.
Many a creature having found shelter and rest beneath her simple beauty.
Strong in her grand splendor;
fragile in her faithful dependence upon the divine.
Try as she may, she will only remain rooted until he calls her.
The universe beckoning her demise;
One day to return to the earth from hence she came.
Never the less reincarnated in the flutter of the bird’s wings, the blades of the grass, the breath of the air.
No.. She does not bend wearily at such inquiry of why she was created only for a season.
Deep within in her roots, you see...
she grounds in the simply chaotic realization:
she is all life, all purpose, and all seasons.
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