There sits a pine tree
Off in the distance
It doesn't experience
Loneliness, heartache or hopelessness.
It grows and breaks
In the wind, it shakes
It lies dormant for a time, cheating death
Storing nutrients, in preparation for a strong comeback.
It does not strive for perfection
No boundaries, limitations or expectations
It simply reaches for the sky without abandon
Water, Earth and Sun, a recipe to dazzle the imagination.
By Kyra Faith
April 8, 2014 2:45pm