are we falling or flying.

the branches i hold on to

Thursday, September 07, 2006

the seed was planted not too long ago. the seed then blossomed into a tiny shrub. that tiny shrub grew into a great tree. it's leaves breathing with life, a healthy colour of green and yellow. it's branches were long and sturdy, it's flowers ready to bear fruit. unfortunately before it bore any fruit, the water that once watered it ever so faithfully decided to stop. the tree that i loved had started to wither. i wake up one morning to find the branches and it's once beautiful leaves lying on the floor. i rush to the rescue of my beloved. i pick up every single branch and leaf. no green on the floor. with all my mind and heart, i put the branches and leaves back on the tree one by one. i tell myself that everything's gonna be alright. the tree just needed some water. yet the continuous supply of water had somehow refused to be found. well maybe tomorrow i'll find it. the next morning it seemed that the branches and leaves that i had put up fell again. but this time more were falling. it was literally autumn in spring time. i run helter skelter to save my beloved yet again but the wind blows all of it away. i manage to save only a minute amount for my beloved. again, i put them back up. the next day the same thing happens. yet as i sit and watch the wind blow my beloved away, i feel relieve. i have reached ignorance. something inside me screams to not let go. but willingly i see myself let my beloved go. as if it was routine, i briskly walk to my beloved. the tree was no longer there. the wind took it away with it. but the seed was still there. waiting to be watered. i soon realize that all around me were seeds. each one crying out to be watered. in the distance, i see a new seed. whether it will become a tree only time will tell. but for now, this seed is all that matters. the new seed is crying out. maybe i should tend to it. maybe i shouldn;t less the wind takes it away again. but i know i have to give the wind the benefit of the doubt. mayb in the not so distant future, this seed will be watered again. but for now, i think i'll tend to the new seed. but never taking my eyes off this old one.