I took this picture on a road trip. I’ll be honest, it’s not a great picture, it’s not something special either. It’s just a tree. But looking at it through my car’s shut window made me a tad bit sad, made me wonder. And this is what I thought…
I see you, you mighty one
Through a glass wall, a pity
As I see myself, my reflection
In glass and in you, mighty one
Aren’t we the same? Don’t you think?
Innocent, growing, blooming
Learning the ways of the ever changing world
Ever so shy, ever so quiet
Opening wide our arms, our coloured fingers
Feeling the breeze touch and soothe our skin
Gazing intently at the blue skies
Demanding hope, demanding life, gently though
For we are humble, mighty one
We do not know how to order, to rule
All we know is to live silently
To suffer silently, and then to smile silently
For we know now noise is poison
And the world is full of it !
A moment of silence is what we need
To slow down, to fall in love again
To regain courage, to find ourselves.
As I look at you, mighty one
I pray, that you grow mightier still
I pray, that you find friends, just like you
To look after your kind, pure heart
I pray, that you live and grow old
And whisper stories to your children,
Perhaps, and I do hope
Better stories of my children.
Let me know how I can improve my writing. Let me know if this touched you. Let me know if you ever felt the same. And also, if you didn’t understand some parts in it, I’ll explain my perspective to you.
Peace and love.