but the cedar boughs surrounding it
and the wanton branch sneaking up
its great furrowed bark. Maybe it is
a shoot that arose from the grand old tree’s roots or maybe a root from another tree crawled
across the street beneath asphalt
where ordinary cars, utility vans
with a business scrolled on the side
or a lumbering bus, full of a multitude of passengers,
nonchalantly traveling hither and yon. Regardless, together the grand old trunk,
the cedar boughs and the wayward shoot
suggest the progress we all make in our lives
crawling beneath asphalt and under the
rumble and noise of today’s progress
I think I’d like to grow as steadily as
the grand old elm, the spreading cedar or
maybe the determined shoot of some other tree.
“Progress takes time and discipline.”
~ Ronnie Coleman
(from brainyquote.com)
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