Tree of Life

I was getting impatient. I wished they would get on with it. This guy was letting the chance slip through his fingers. I wanted to shake him awake and tell him to get a life. Dry you can be but you’ve still to be sprightly like me and bounce back at the turn of the season, on cue and sway with the passers-by. What could I do, it was his/their life, after all! I merely shook my head, let fall a few limbs on him and unavoidably, on her too, and got on with my life, green and glorious and covered with leaves, fluorescent, auburn and brown.

p.s: apologies to Terrence Malick for the straight-lift of the title.

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6 Responses to Tree of Life

  1. rashmenon says:

    @ turkischland, Lil Miss Shanghai, catchcarri and cynthia: 🙂 sure feels good to be liked 🙂

  2. rashmenon says:

    @andy, Malou, LimeIsBetter: 🙂 thank you for the nod 🙂

  3. Neetika says:

    Thought provoking… if only trees could speak!

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