If your life were a tree

If your life were a tree

It would start

With soft leaves

Branches ready to grow

And the sky’s the limit.

It would get bigger then

And more difficult

To climb;

It would grit its roots

And hang on.

It’s leaves might

Turn brittle

Tangled branches

Showing the stress

Of living; of life.

Sometimes

The climb would be easy

Eager new shoots

Bursting with energy

Basking in the sunlight.

Other areas might be

Full of foul –

Cracking off

To leave unsightly scars

But always

The tree stands firm

And is regularly covered

In blossom.

It dreams of summer sun

Amidst winter storms

It weathers all

Life throws at it

And still

Gives shelter to friends.

If your life were a tree

And you climbed

Up to its top

And looked down,

You would see it is

Completely

Magnificent.