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I planted a tree in my garden...not knowing what species it was
I wanted some shade in my own special corner and planted it there just because
I had such an ache deep down in my heart and I needed to lavish some love
On a homeless "treelet" which promised to grow with the help of some rain from above.
Six months on, not an inch had it grown...not one leaf did it sprout on a twig
And even a year and a half down the track- it still was not very big
"You want to get rid of it" some neighbour said and I took down a spade from the shelf
But as I dug the very first sod I felt I was killing "Myself".
I knelt down and wept for my poor little tree, I sobbed for my inner child lost
I cried like a stream that had broken its banks, swollen with memories tossed
As the tears ran unheeded and onto the soil which I patted around my poor tree
I realised the reason it hadn't grown was, that IT was a mirror of ME!!
To this day I can't say if the tears or the sunshine helped my poor treelet survive
But the tree and I, we both grew, together...that day we both came alive
It stands in my own special corner and endows its cool shade over me
Though I still don't know what species it is - I call it my own "Healing" Tree. |
