Today I Became A TreeI needed to escape my thoughts. I wanted to outrun my mind.
The world is swarming with beauty that we keep our eyes averted from.
I took a walk in the woods and heard the wind bend the treetops.
Their creaking and whispering is the calmest of music.
I strode through the old maple leaves carpeting the trail.
Their veins write stories into the ground.
I took in the brisk air and listened to the birds.
I climbed this little forest, to the very top. I was alone up there.
The sky had cleared and little droplets of water suspended on branches.
There had been a giant tree there, once. The forest had already grown over its limbs.
Only a wide, hollow circle gave away its position.
I stood there a minute, tracing the stump. I wondered what that tree had seen.
So I decided to become a tree.
I stepped into the earthy ring. I spread my arms and lifted my head and closed my eyes. And I stood there, silent, waiting. Then it happened, stretching and spiraling upwards. The earth spun through the sky as I took hold of the ground. I grew strong and pierced the sky. I watched the sky turn from silver to pink to navy and back. I watched the leaves on other trees unfurl and shudder, shift auburn and dive. I watched the rain envelop my hill and I took it in. The busy world underneath was no concern to me. I was timeless. I was sturdy and alive.
The most tranquil of moments I had ever felt.
I should be a tree every day.