Uprooted !

 

I'm a Tree

I'm a Tree that could never grow roots deep into the Earth. I flew with the wind and landed in places far and wide. It waS the same as a seed and when I was a plant. Always uprooted and replanted. I didn't wither when the drought hit hard on my face. When I drowned in the flood of tears, my leaves managed to breathe. I laughed with the children when they pulled my ears and teased at my tears. I am still a tree uprooted and replanted, every now and then! There I smell the air, feel the wind, plunge into the soil, raise my arm heavenward and wonder at the Wonderland! I see life, I see death, I move on when I am sad. I do not make things happen, I cannot, I'm a Tree. Despite odds I grew, a life full of adventure; thrilled at the heights and the depths of fligh,. held tightly to my breath, Keep breathing! I am alive so I am a Tree! Hope you enjoyed breathing as a Tree!

Sumathi Mohan

11.12.05.14.2016

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Jitu C Rajgor on Saturday, 14 May 2016 10:00

Breathing as a tree, we all do.Loving.

Breathing as a tree, we all do.Loving.
Sumathi Chandra Mohan on Saturday, 14 May 2016 10:13

Thank you Bhaiji :)

Thank you Bhaiji :)
Rosy Cole on Saturday, 14 May 2016 12:16

Trees, the lungs of the world! Lovely metaphor for human life, too.

Trees, the lungs of the world! Lovely metaphor for human life, too.
Sumathi Chandra Mohan on Saturday, 14 May 2016 18:19

Thank you Rosy :) You analyse well.

Thank you Rosy :) You analyse well.
Anonymous on Wednesday, 18 May 2016 20:27

Keep breathing and growing until you become the tree the seed wanted to be.

Keep breathing and growing until you become the tree the seed wanted to be.
Sumathi Chandra Mohan on Friday, 20 May 2016 04:50

Thank you, Sue. What a beautiful intention:)

Thank you, Sue. What a beautiful intention:)
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