January 28, 2013

The Tree



The leaves of the trees are in full bloom
Despite the heat of the summer
They continue to grow and flourish
Succulent greens of all colors
The leaves stay steadfastly to the branches
Growing and developing
A leaf on its own, in the singular is not so spectacular
But the accumulation of all the leaves
Together on the branches is a thing of beauty to behold
The leaves are all branches of the tree
That grows, that blows, that knows
How to grow, how to bud, hHow to develop
The leaves know when it is time to fall
To drop off the branches
So that the tree can retreat for the winter
Only to bud and blossom in the springtime
Again and again
And so the leaves of the tree return
Time after time
Year in
Year out
The tree grows all the time despite the fact
It appears at times as if the tree is not living
So it is with the family tree
There is growth and development
And then there is a time of cutting back
Of falling off the tree
So it appears as if branches of the family tree cease to be
But it is not so
The tree is always there
Branching in different directions
Growing and scaling back at different times
But always growing as life intends it to grow
Different leaves grow
They are part of the same tree
Yet each leaf is unique in its entirety
Sharing the same branch
Each leaf is different
Then the other leaves on the branch
So it is too with families
Time after time
The roots are the same
But the uniqueness of each individual
Makes each one special
And even though similarities are apparent
It is the singularity that is so special
Just as the individual leaf on the tree is not so spectacular
So too is the individual seen in isolation not so special
It is the relationships
Of the individual
Among other individuals
That allows the individual
To grow
To flourish
To become all it needs to be
It is in the family tree
That the individual
Becomes all that it was intended to be
Not in isolation
But as a branch of the tree
All the branches work in harmony
Coming together
Working together
The branches of the tree
Blow and grow together
So it is with you
Always part of a tree
Your past is the future
Your future is the past
So it is for
All eternity

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