The deep rooted symbolism of a tree is hard to deny, and over the last year of my life in particular, the strong, massive presence of trees and what they stand for has been an undeniable presence in my life and down my life’s path. I would like to recognize their importance in my life and take notice of what lessons they have to impart.
A forest full of trees is as beautiful as it is dangerous which makes the allure even more great. The lessons that I have learned while walking through this particular stretch of forest have been as daunting as a dark forest in the dead of night and as inspiring as a lush, green path at the break of new day. I’m taking it all in. I’m learning and growing slowly, like a tree.
A flower may grow to it’s full beauty in one season, quick and noticeable, but that’s not what I’m after. A tree grows long and true. A tree stands firm and strong for years to come. A flower may attract more attention in the short term, but the tree stands it’s ground and lays roots as far and wide spread underground as it does above ground. You may not realize as you stand next to a tree just how much is underneath the surface.
Wood is solid, wood is long lasting, but at the same time with a spark can be burned to the ground. Even the strongest of oak trees has a weakness. But the symbolism of a large, abounding tree is unmistakeable. There is much to be learned from our forest friends and I am in constant awe of their lessons and beauty.