Cue Of Perseverance

Every year I watch you withering away under seasonal stress... seasonal change. And all of a sudden you disappear as you were never there...

Then with a new day in a new way you appear again as a part not whole but to be whole again..

You are a cue of perseverance in my life as I observe you my friend...steady and on course always...

Years back my immature self observes you vaguely... wondering what is it that makes you unstoppable...and your spirit unfathomable..

Now...moving on in life..knowing harsh realities of life...as I observe you and I know now your power lies in your root...which keeps you firm to the ground...and let you grow to the sky...

Amidst of these illustrations of being born and unborn....you transformed my immature self to a mature soul....my dear friend.