Scott J. DaDante
I woke up today
As I opened my eyes
I got up and out of bed
Took a deep breath while I stretched out my arms
I shook out the nights dust from my eyes
As I locked out my legs to stretch for the day I touched to ground beneath me
My eyes focused in on a single falling hair which has suddenly left my head.
I watched it slowly fall to the ground
Its movement was slow and seemed to take it's time before reaching the earth below
I picked it up and rose back up into a standing position
My eyesight was completely focused in on this single hair
The single strand of hair was gray
My thoughts were over taken with a simple question...
This gray hair which has left my once full and thick mane
Must represent that time has set in and I must be getting old?
I paused for a second
To then slowly lose focus on the single hair in hand
To a behind window which shared the same view
Out the window stood a tree in my yard
And at this time its leaves had all fallen from its branches
Just two months ago this tree stood full and proud
Yet today it looks thin and weak
I thought of this tree and how it related to me
I realized that even though the tree that stands before me resembles a current lifeless state
So too will it once again blossom and stand strong
It represents life itself by supporting its surrounding environment
It will always have purpose as long as it can produce precious oxygen related to life itself
I too can breathe and that is proof in life, I grow and have purpose
Each year the tree grows larger and spreads wider and sets roots deeper
In a way it recreates itself each passing year regardless of its age
I stood back and asked myself - what will I create today?