a tree is planted.
its nurtured with plenty of sun and water.
It is given fertilizer, to encourage it to grow.
to grow to become healthy and strong
to grow to shelter many other plants,
and to breath fresh air into the atmosphere.
and it does.
it grows, tall and thick, and strong.
it resisits countless hours in the wind,
and rain.
and times where it believes it will die of thirst from lack of water.
it goes through spring. where it blooms.
it bears fruit. it shades the earth with its large leaves and
limbs.
it grows, and greens, and is beautiful.
many other things look up to the tree for direction,
or inspiration.
but spring turns to summer.
and summer the tree is relied on more than any other season
for its cool shade and protection.
other beings climb on its limbs
but the tree stands strong.
the tree is illuminated in the sunlight,
though sunlight can be damaging..the tree is strong.
but summer turns to fall.
fall brings lots of changes to the tree.
the leaves change from green to different shades of orange, red, and yellow.
the autum breeze eventually blows most of the leaves off of the tree,
so that the tree is bald and vulnerable.
and open to the scrunity of its surrounding environment.
during fall, the tree goes through changes that make it look more beautiful and changes that make it look ugly and neglected.
but fall turns to winter.
winter is harmful to the tree.
the tree no longer looks strong and lush,
but instead alone and empty.
the tree is often mistaken for dead.
but the tree is not.
you see, the tree's most important part are its roots.
and its roots were established strong, healthy.
with plenty of sunlight, water, and fertilizer.
and through the wind and the emptiness and the cold, the tree relies on these roots.
and the roots are its anchor.
and the roots are its strength, far more important than its outer beauty, or its asthetic value.
bee tea dubs, im relying on my roots.
