lying beneath a tree. in the tiny space of shade in the blazing heat. I look up into the branches, and they look less and less like just pieces of wood. this tree reminds me a little of my life. the trunk, knotted like the scars I've carried at one time or another. each branch, hundreds of them, on it's own path, none of them the least bit straight. every last one of them leads to a different piece of it's personality. some are broken and split, some strong and steady. each branch playing an important role to make this a tree instead of just another random object at the park. there are a few cobwebs, memories long forgotten, most likely never to be visited again. the sun doesn't reach through, allowing life beneath a chance to just be and not be bothered by harsh sunlight.
the branches seem to intertwine with nearby trees. suddenly the spell is broken, there are things other than that tree and I. I look around and remember I'm not alone. I smile. our limbs are ever so slightly interwined, as are the trees above us. I'm hoping that it will last for even partially as long as our fawna counterparts. our roots will hopefully grow strong together, years of being so close. if only it were all as simple as trees. there are so many layers that it becomes way more difficult than it has to be.
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