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dahliahsp

6 years ago

Source: The Mind's Journal via Pinterest

I Remember

I remember being a tree, I was beautiful and old.

I remember how my massive roots stretched out and rose from the ground.

I remember how I stood tall and proud as foxes burrowed under my roots, taking safety in the shelter I gave.

I remember being happy, I was happy with my sweet foxes.

I remember how warm I felt even as storms came, they looked to me for the safety that I provided.

I remember their sweet little faces and the faces of their children.

I do not remember the voices of the other trees who had been my friends but I remember my foxes with their silver coats and their playful ways.

I remember the hunter who came.

I remember how the sweet little foxes ran to me for safety.

I remember how they buried themselves in my roots for the safety I once held.

I remember how the hunter shot them.

I remember that I could not protect my foxes as I once had.

I remember how the hunter's eyes gleamed with greed and how for the first time I felt fear.

I remember how he dragged my foxes away from me, from the burrows they had made underneath my roots.

I remember that he came back with a man with an axe as same colour as the fox pelt he wore.

I remember how I could not fight back as he cut me down, I could not raise a root to harm him for I was just a tree.

Gut Feelings.

You should always trust your gut feelings. Know when something is up and is not right. Your gut is a good indicator that something is wrong for you. Your gut is like your mom and she knows best. That pit feeling is a sign that you shouldn't go through with it. So why not listen to it? Why do you keep making the same mistakes? Over and over? When will you ever learn?