A huge amber in the making, fossilized resin with tree inside.
Tree resembling a twig, a leaf, branches resembling veins dried.
Precious gemstone waiting to be formed, valued priceless.
Adorning heirlooms of memories, to be passed on to generations.
But only the resin being the golden orange sunlight, but only the amber our world.
The heirloom a morning cherished and saved, in the locker of our hearts impearled.
Sheet of water with depths unknown.
Thousands of secrets in its core.
High mountains surrounding, in eerie calm.
Holding the water,as if, in their palm.
Trees standing guard, erect in a line.
On the banks of the lake divine.
Sunrays peeping from behind the cloud.
Waiting for Sunshine to explode.
New hope, new day.
Fresh start, fresh ways.
The pine trees look intimidating with their straight trunks. Tall, arrogant, ready to hurt to survive, just like the human mind…only humility, humbleness and self-content can make way in such a forest, to give rise to empathy for others.
Trees of ego growing like spears,
on the fertile land of the unconscious,
rising up to the sky,
battling their own demons by piercing hearts of others.
but only humility and humbleness could pave a path amongst them,
leading to love in the heart, for others…