Today I went jogging and I use to hold on one specific spot where you can observe and enjoy the forest particularly well. It just inspired me to write about it. :)
Trees
A tree stands still
Sways in the wind
His roots deep grounded in earth
No matter what happens around it
It keeps breathing.
It keeps percieving what is.
It is.
And even if it gets cut
Somewhere he still lives on
It has spread his seeds
They persue further to live
Even with changes
Everything stays.
