The tree that never had to fight
For sun and sky and air and light,
But stood out in the open plain
And always got its share of rain,
Never became a forest king
But lived and died a scrubby thing.
The man who never had to toil
To gain and farm his patch of soil,
Who never had to win his share
Of sun and sky and light and air,
Never became a manly man
But lived and died as he began.
Good timber does not grow with ease:
The stronger wind, the stronger trees;
The further sky, the greater length;
The more the storm, the more the strength.
By sun and cold, by rain and snow,
In trees and men, good timbers grow.
Where thickest lies the forest growth,
We find the patriarchs of both.
And they hold counsel with the stars
Whose broken branches show the scars
Of many winds and much of strife.
This is the common law of life.
I think we all are having our journey towards becoming the good timber and every person\’s journey might be different, one might have planned or the other might have started travelling, one might walk slowly, one might run quickly, but each one of us is aware that we have to overcome our unique battles of life and become victorious. The law of nature is that those who begin the journey will reach the destination sooner or later and no path of life is a bed of roses or filled with thorns all over. Our life is always a balance of both. Every human being had to withstand both the highs and lows of life yet stand strong to understand that their difficulties made them stronger and better than they ever knew.
This blog post is part of the blog challenge ‘Blogaberry Dazzle’ hosted by Cindy D’Silva and Noor Anand Chawla and happily SPONSORED BY RRE Studios and SHOWCASE Events.