A Happy Life

There was a tree, with branches growing ever high.
It dreamed that one day, its branches would grow so wide
it could fly away with the western wind,
and live a happy life.
There was a tree, with branches growing ever high.
But the higher the branches went,
and the wider it stretched out in the wind;
the deeper and wider its roots went into the earth,
slowly fading the tree’s dream of following the western wind
and live a happy life.
There was a tree, with branches growing ever high.
It grew tall and steady, soon highest of them all.
The tree nourished the flowers down below,
it gave shelter in the pouring rain,
and in the dazing sun.
But as the wind flew through its branches,
it found itself wondering
why have wings when I have roots so steady?
And it took a long time to realize, but eventually it did;
the tree didn’t have to follow the western wind,
to live a happy life.

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