Old Oak Tree

Thristina Woodhams

Have you ever laid on your back on a tire swing and looked up at the sky through an old oak tree? I have and oh how peaceful it really is. What an immersed existence it can be, even if it is just for a moment! In that state of peace, I find myself evaluating what is important in my life. As an extension of that, I find myself with a creeping urge to build myself a life outside society. That is where I would have many moments like this one, to calm myself enough to experience the sound of the cracking branches, and the crunching of the dry leaves against the wind. I would be able to hear positive energy from the high-pitched peeps of a little Blue Jay bouncing on a twig of a branch far up above me. I could lay in a state of total relaxation. I could feel my eyes close, my mind still and my body distributing my weight evenly as I sway back and forth on the swing. With the feel of the wind dancing along my skin light and cool, I could feel the presence of my creator. It would be so quiet at that moment that it would speak so loud to my soul. I would hear the magic of Mother Nature and all her beauty. There on that swing, in that state of peace, is where I would pray for my little family. I would pray for the very best life for my Zac and my Dallas. I would be in awe of all that I could have never thought up myself. I hope everyone has looked up at the sky through an old oak tree contemplating the ends, the beginnings, and the importance of life!