Living on the giving tree.
Living on the giving tree always meant so much to me.
it has so much work to do yet all you thought its cared for was you.
the place outside your living home races by seeing nothing in its path
Ignorant to the actions you take poisoning the life that supports your existence
The leaves of the giving tree fall without the cue of the seasons.
The signs you ignore as you kill it more and more.
The things in life that don’t make sense are the things that mean the most.
We not only fear the things we do not know but we fear trying to learn those same things.
A never ending cycle of fear and denial.
Very few dare to understand.
Many who make the attempt are able to gain an expanded vision of it all.
They see the forest for the trees.
The trees that give.
The trees that live.
The forest clouds the mind.
The tree is the first step in a long journey of repair.
If we continue to close our eyes
close our ears to the signs around us
We all will regret the result when it is to late to do anything.
There are no replays in reality.
No edits.
no cuts
no breaks
everything that is worth the most requires the most work.
Blame the past
blame others
blame your creator
blame your dictator
Blame yourself
If we all took some responsibility the trees would have less to carry.
They carry the weight of all our mistakes.
bending, breaking, twisting, tearing…
Tearing from the ground.
With our ears blind to reality as the tree hits the ground it makes no sound.
We think it is because we are not there.
But it is only the cycle of our ignorance that closes the curtain on the great show of reality.
find a way
start today
or ignore the problem like before and blame only yourself when it is all to late.
The fate of our giving tree is in the hands of you and me.
