Some would call it instinct; I would call it faith. The tree trusts nature and allows the universe to help it grow and thrive. The tree trusts that the universe will provide for it the right amount of moisture, sunlight and nutrients. The tree knows its own beauty and delights in the little pink flowers it produces each spring. The tree understands its exquisite smell vibrates into the universe, affecting all other life forms that happen to find their way through the fragrant air. The tree does not get sad that its blossoms only last a few days; it knows they’ll be back year after year after year. I could learn a lot from this tree.
honoryourspirit 
Apr 25, 2012 @ 02:52:49
Beautifully said and beautifully photographed.
This reminds me of a saying – I don’t know who to credit, perhaps Rumi? – “What the caterpillar calls death, the butterfly calls life.” More trusting in the universe to get it right. 🙂
Apr 25, 2012 @ 03:04:40
There’s that “trust” and “safety” issue again! It’s everywhere!