Fate (the Tree of life)

Imagine a tree

It begins as a mere seedling

A tiny plant fighting for life

Among all the other plants that surround it

As the years pass

If it survives

It grows, forever reaching upwards

It's trunk widening to accept the growth above

Branches developing

Reaching out

In every direction

Like arms seeking its own path

But never straying

From the trunk itself

So the tree grows

Year after year

Reaching for the stars

More branches, with their own branches

Leaves flourish and die

A new rebirth every year

In time the tree may nourish

And create its own family of trees

With their own branches

But one thing remains

From the top of the tree to the bottom of the tree

The trunk

From which all branches grow

From which all nourishment flows

From which all stories begin

To me Fate is like a Tree

I believe that once we are born of this world

Our Book is written

We all follow a predetermined path

That is set

Firmly

Like the trunk of a tree

We will stray from this Path

Many times as we go along in life

Like the branches of the tree

But we will always

We have to always

Return to the path

At a predetermined date

At a predetermined time

At a predetermined place

Where the branches and the trunk meet

Because at that point

Someone

Or Something

That is crucial to our lives

Will be there

We have to meet this

Person

Or we have to be a part of this event

Because that person

Or that event

Will be influential

To the future of who we are

The continuous growth of the tree

Our lives will be a mixture

Of joy and new beginnings

The growth of new leaves

But also of sadness

And finality

The dropping of the leaves

But always linked

To the paths we take

And the main path we have to follow

We cannot cheat fate

What will be is written

We can only stray so far

Before we have to return to the path

Fate will always force us back

Like the breaking of a branch in a windstorm

I believe that we should follow every path

Explore every option open to us

Live every day to the extent that we are allowed

Because we cannot escape the inevitable

The end of the path

The very top of the tree

Fate is a path we cannot escape

But that does not mean it is one we cannot enjoy

No matter what you believe in

There is only one fact that we cannot escape

If we are born

We will surely die

We have but one chance

That is something we all must surely

Believe

March 17, 2013