The Tree

ghdhair100 · Wysłany: Wto 8:53, 01 Mar 2011

The Tree
I have no idea how trees feel, but I wish I had... It's already deep into winter. It's freezing cold, the wind is blowing hard. Scorching my naked branches. It has been blowing for a long while now, all through the long autumn and it just keeps getting stronger and fiercer. Every autumn my leaves change their colors, I learned that a long time ago. They are so beautiful. I used to have so many of them when they were all green. I had more than I ever wished for, so many I never imagined a day would come I would be left with none. I loved them when they were green, and continued to love them as they turned into bright reds and deep browns. The yellows surprised me and but I learned to like them too. And then they started to fall. When it was just one or two I wasn't worried, especially when it was one of the yellow ones, after all I had so many of them. And in the spring I found out I can grow new green leaves which I loved even more. The seasons changed and one day I realized my foliage is not as big as it used to be, but I wasn't worried at all, I loved it and was proud of each one of my most beloved leaves.
But the relentless wind would not quit. Every autumn I watched my leaves drop one by one, drifting away slowly, carried away by the wind. Some of them dwelled longer with me, some I tried not to let go, but here I am now, no more leaves left. It has been a while now since spring has been bringing new leaves with it and I am so tired. I cant grow new leaves anymore. It seems as this winter is never going to end, it's going to get colder and darker, it's going to be harder to stand alone. The wind is breaking my back, I am not as strong as I used to be. It was so much easier to stand before the wind when I had my leaves with me, when the other trees were also doing the same. I have a strong trunk but I am not sure I can do it much longer. The years and years of fighting alone weakened me, and the wind is getting stronger. Having no leaves for so long changed me, I am no longer like the other trees.
The thing is I am not sure I ever was like the other trees. I thought I was but they all have fruits now, and I don't. They forgot their leaves now that they are growing fruit. They are busy caring about their fruit day and night, so much they don't even notice the wind anymore. I always noticed the wind, always fought it, never bended. For me growing my leaves and my flowers in the wind was always a struggle, I even managed to attract my share of birds, but none of them stayed. It seems like everyone else grew flowers so effortlessly but now I am not even sure I ever really blossomed. I told my self nobody ever appreciated my flowers, I thought they were different, unique. But my exposed branches, this everlasting winter, makes me think it is not the birds, it is me. I might have had some buds, maybe a flower on an accessional spring, but never really let myself blossom. And now it's too late. Winter has taken over me and have no more energy left in me to continue, to try again. I am drained, I am a dead tree just wishing for the wind to stop blowing. Maybe I am a tree who's destiny is an ax.
Many years ago there lived an Emperor who was so exceedingly fond of fine new clothes that he spent vast sums of money on dress. To him clothes meant more than anything else in the world. He took no interes
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