It is like the branches have spread out to give the joy of life out to the Universe.
The birds happily chirping away hidden somewhere in those dense branches.
Reminds me of a beautiful woman with all her dense black hair flowing in the breeze.
The flowers that bloom, spreading joy through their fragrance.
The abundance of giving - the fruit, the shade.
The flowers that bloom, spreading joy through their fragrance.
The abundance of giving - the fruit, the shade.
No strings attached, nothing expected in return - such true and selfless love.
Not a word uttered. It is simply the magnificent act of giving away all to the Nature.
I wish I were a Tree.
