I suppose I have walked by this tree everyday and not noticed how splendid it actually was. It was a huge pine in a cluster of three others of the same kind; being underneath it was very calming. It was a shelter from the sun, the rain, and eventually the snow. I felt somehow safer beneath it when I got my picture taken. I also thought about all the people and things the tree has seen over the years of looking over campus. It probably would tell good mythological stories of past years. To think I simply walk by things ignorant of its past, story and meaning. This tree has helped me to dig deeper into the existence of common things, what was their meaning? What have they seen? What does it all have to do with the past and continuation of the world? It's interesting to think of such things; life is indeed a mystery. It cannot be solved, but is that not what makes life more interesting? Even though I find it frustrating when I do not understand things that are happening to me I feel that if I knew why, what would I have to live for? It would all be pointless.
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