Tree of Dreams
Its story and legacy

Once we plant a tree, it becomes a dream We dig the soil of our future, nurture the fledgling daily, watch it gradually take shape, enabled by the sun and rain
We plant with good intentions, care meticulously for the sapling like tending to a newborn, enabling it to blossom with a gardener's love, as it tells its own story
We watch the tree take root, and, over the years, spread out its full canopy Its body anchors itself deep within the ground, absorbing Mother Earth, as its primal source
The tree softens the harsher elements of life — a refuge for sojourners and transients seeking shade The tree becomes our legacy, a gift on public display, quietly changing lives.
© 2021 Mark Tulin
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