A Wisdom Tree
An old
maple tree grows at the edge of a property I walk past daily.
Her limbs offer a home to birds, butterflies, and bees.
Each spring her leaves unfold.
Her
seedlings grow, then the wind carries them away.
She witnesses events that happen at her base.
She
endures storms, heat, and cold.
Her roots
run deep.
She is wisdom personified.
I
identify with that remarkable tree.
I've
embraced many different people.
I thrive in the spring and huddle down during the
cold.
My
experiences continually make me stronger.
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