The twigs on a tree at my workplace that was sprouting with shoots just two days ago...enticed me towards them yet once again this evening. What a magnificent sight it was! Just last week, we thought its' end had come. And that thought made us sigh - why, we can't even save our trees, let alone people! And what do you know - being the insightful tree that it was, it decided that it was not going to make us heave another sigh of frustration...:)
...no, sir, not the people who love me enough to watch me in admiration day in day out...I wouldn't let those poor souls down. What would they look out to every morning while stirring their hot coffee if I decide to die? What would soothe them whenever they felt claustrophobic inside their rooms and came out for a breath of fresh air? And how would they live without me when I am obviously the apple of their eyes - not a day passes when they don't watch me in awe and pride because they are the few in town who have me to call their own.
...and with those thoughts within its every branch, twig, leaf, roots...our dear old tree decided that it was not going to die. Bless its good old soul.
Watching their "tree friend's" fighting spirit made the fellow inhabitants of the garden rejoice like never before. Ahh..the joy of living together...
Some reached out to offer their congratulations to their tree friend...
Some stood in awe (complete with outstretched petals) at their friend's strong will to go on...
And yet some - with overflowing tears of joy - showered all those who came their way...
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