My Special Tree

My special tree stands at the crest of a hill surrounded by beautiful green grass and many other rise and falls of other rolling hills.

The grass is alive with wonder and the world around my tree glimmers with hope, and dreams, and the joy of life lived.

I see my tree from afar and have trouble deciding exactly what kind of tree she is.

I think because she is, in different moments, different types.

Mostly she seems like a maple/aspen/ginko if only because these are my favorites.

As I move closer, she also seems to shimmer like a rainbow stretched across a pond.

She vibrates with love and the whisper of her leaves and branches as they move in the breeze lifts my soul into the sun that surrounds us.

I see my tree when I want and need her presence.

She blooms within and without me offering her shade and her strength.

She takes me as I am, offering her trunk as support and her roots as ground for mine.

Her crown encourages me to stand up and feel with her the sun and stars.

With her and by her, I feel the earth and the heaven and as I breathe in and breathe out I feel my balance within, a balance with her, my special tree, and with the gentle flow of All That Is.

In Joy!

Cheryl

 



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