Thursday, April 3, 2014

. . . on being a tree


i was like a tree in the forest ready for my transformation
each year seemed to be a year of cutting and trimming
every strike the Man struck on me hurt more and more each year until i felt like there was nothing left in me
but that night -- 
when my family gathered around me for dinner to celebrate my years of hard work and dedication -- 
my eyes were finally opened
i took a look around and saw that i was transformed into a dinner table
where warm hearts gather, share a meal, and spread love

1 comment:

  1. I love this, did you pick it up from somewhere or God give it to you? Thanks for sharing!

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