Rambling - A naked tree

Its not dull, dry or lifeless! Everything has its own beauty, depends on how we see it, I argued. I have always loved nature in no matter what form it exists. Be it the chirpy, blossoming spring or pathway covered with leaves - Autumn or sweaty Summer or even snow covered yet mesmerizing winters, Every season has its own beauty. Canines, Felines, Stars - I have always loved them. Looking at trees, is one activity on which I've pondered numerous times and questioned what all it has seen in its life time. Whether it exists as the only soul in the middle of no-where or remains as an unacknowledged life in the hustle bustle of urban areas, it makes it presence felt at some point in time.

What I question the most is what is it like to have to show your inner self, time and again, to those who are seeing and are not being ashamed of who you are. Those who look are either appreciating the beauty of a bare tree as imperfect as gaseous molecules in a container or they notice something which is in an abeyant state but will be bubbling with life in springs.

The tree keeps on living with imperfections, feelings, dreams, fears etc..everyday, every season and every year. Knowing your inhibitions and showing them to the inner self is a very hard thing to do. The tree shows these things to others even if it hurts, but then in order to blossom and experience the heydays it has to bite the bitter fruit. 

We all have emotions, dreams, fears etc along with an urge to share them with someone, a person who won't judge you, who won't reject you, instead guide you, make your foundation strong by supporting you. As a naked tree is held firmly by roots and the ground below, certain people in our life play a similar role. When it comes to giving the root and ground something in return, I'd be a naked tree and see how it goes.