This tree to me.

This tree to me is an explosion captured in a freeze frame. Birth in a fractured moment. A piece of history left for a world to enjoy or ignore as they see fit. Walking slowly through my local park all the trees have taken on a impossibly beautiful form. A message to me from the earth that what I am and the things I go through bear no significance to the future of is earth. Some may find that a disturbing thought, but for me there is a sense of comfort in such knowledge. It helps to rationalise my fears and doubts, it puts the realities we all face into unblinking perspective. We may not want to die but we are going to, and the world we occupy for this dot in time is filled with joys and marvels of a nature far more powerful and spectacular than any man or woman could hope to conjure. So go outside and smell the grass, touch the air and laugh away your troubles because, well, because you can so why wouldn't you? And who knows, maybe you too will see that freeze frame of an exploding tree.