My life has not been easy thus far. I have earned each ring in my tattered trunk and my leaves still show green and vital. The chainsaws of life have tried to cut me down and have failed each time. No amount of dynamite can move me, my roots run too deep. My rough exterior protects me when others try to leave their mark on my world. I grow steady and strong, willfully reaching higher to someday touch the stars. I cannot be moved. I am eternal. I am life. |
| Tree of Life |