"Beginnings are scary, endings are usually sad, but it's what in the middle that counts."
Sunday, May 29, 2011
The Mighty Oak
The weary wind gave up and spoke "How can you still be standing, Oak?"
The Oak tree said "I know that you can break each branch of mine in two carry every leaf away, shake my limbs, and make me sway, but I have roots stretched into the earth, growing stronger since birth." You'll never touch them, for you see, they are the deepest parts of me. Until today I wasn't sure of just how much I could endure, but I've found with thanks to you.
I'm stronger then a mighty wind that blew night and day. It stole the oak tree's leaves away then it snapped it's branches and pulled it's bark until the oak tree was tired and stark, but still the oak tree held it's ground while other trees fell all around.
The Oak tree said "I know that you can break each branch of mine in two carry every leaf away, shake my limbs, and make me sway, but I have roots stretched into the earth, growing stronger since birth." You'll never touch them, for you see, they are the deepest parts of me. Until today I wasn't sure of just how much I could endure, but I've found with thanks to you.
I'm stronger then a mighty wind that blew night and day. It stole the oak tree's leaves away then it snapped it's branches and pulled it's bark until the oak tree was tired and stark, but still the oak tree held it's ground while other trees fell all around.
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