This tree—I see it pushing its roots ever more deeply and widely into the soil, yet lifting itself up to the sky as if in prayer for light and warmth, spreading its branches and unfolding a hundred thousand leaves to breathe the air and catch the sun; I feel in myself the same lust for light and growth; this tree and I are kindred souls sharing the same hunger and the same life. I see fond parents frolicking with their children in the park, and I think that they, too, are part of life’s litany. The
