Siting on my porch watching my favorite tree that I planted during the best of my teenage years. I noticed that autumn was on its way. The solid green that portrayed life was slipping away, the strength of the branches were disappearing, the tree was no longer straight, it was now crooked with age. The happiness that the tree symbolized for me was now bitter sadness, tears came to my eyes. Wait, what's happening? I'm no longer sitting on my chair rocking back and forth, but instead im on the ground digging a hole deep enough for my arm to completely be swallowed whole. My hands are dirty, what im wearing is filthy, I got dirt smuges on my face. The sun is up and over my head, I'm drenched in sweat, i then feel a smile come to my face, such a happy childhood memory that I'm reliving, but why was I brought here? Is this some type of epiphany? Some type of realization? While I'm sitting there contemplating on the flash back which was one of the happiest moments in my life, I feel a cold shiver crawl down my spine. Such a sick feeling was foreing to my emotions. Frozen, still I feel fear taking over me, thoughts traveling at light speed inbetween my ears, no way of keeping pace, so I just close my eyes and remember once again. I'm stuggling to put myself there, my mind has been poisoned, I can't think clearly. I'm breathing fast, my heart is beating like crazy, my gut has gone insane, this wind felt like death. It smelt like the eons spent nurtiring that tree were worthless. The worse I felt the less life the tree had, such a long time should not represent such a brittle connection in between these roots forged by my hands, connected by my love and effort. A seasonal change should not make this tree of my dedication struggle to hold on when then hardest times are yet to come. This makes me feel like it's hopeless. I've kept this tree alive longer than anything I care to repeat. so why is it slipping during this autumn wind? Is this the end of a time era that has been dragged on beyond worth, nothing left to salvage. As the wind hugs me, clears the tears from my eyes, kissing me on the cheek making me shiver, I get up and walk away from this tree that has been my strength. As I close the door behind me, I glance out the window one more time and see that the autumn wind has came and gone taking the tree with it, nothing left where it once stood. I am reliefed of the burden.
