Saving Clover Valley -- The Tree in Blossom
| The Tree in Blossom The season changes imperceptibly. The early morning light is pale. Clouds drift on the horizon. In the distance nothing moves. The dawn is still. The tree remains unmoving, but is changed. The morning air is warm, the grass is moist. The tiny creatures of the soil are moving in the ground. The tree's roots stretch their new growth in the earth - alive to countless changes in their dark and humid world. Their slender filaments draw in the silent dew that glistens in the soil. The earth is rising through the tree. Inside its mighty trunk, life trembles and awakens. Immense, alone, the tree is giving birth. New shoots are opening in the air. Curled leaves emerge in miniature - the work of winter's still and solitary months. The tree is uterly consumed in growth. Its bark is stretched. Innumerable cells are giving birth. The morning winds sweep through the spreading tree. On every branch the buds and blossoms tremble in the breeze. The growing leaves reach out to every sunbeam. The leaves' open pores are breathing and their veins are full. The tree is wreathed in silence like a waterfall. It stands transfixed: poised motionless between the mighty pull of all its tiny root hairs and the fragrant, evanescent petals on its boughs." quoted from The Way Of Energy - by Master Lam Kam Chuen |
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