My little tree

For the past several weeks, I have taken a few minutes, now and then throughout my day, to observe the little tree outside my window. 

At the beginning there were only bare limbs jutting out from the small trunk. 

Then tiny buds appeared, followed by tiny leaves.It is still mostly barren with little buds still appearing.

I have to look carefully and slowly to see the changes that have occurred in the past day or so.

I don’t want it to blossom. 

I don’t want to contemplate that cycle of rebirth and death. 

I want it to stay as it is today with tiny green leaves and mostly bare limbs, full of promise.

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