The life of a tree

Imagine yourself as a tree.
Your roots pull moisture from the soil. You heave and pull it in, and you can feel it as it travels up and into you. You push your roots down, grow more, and go deeper and farther, trying to find moisture while gaining stability.
From the top, your leaves soak up energy from the light and convert it into sugar and that moves through you, causing you to grow. A new stem appears and another and another, and you feel them pushing out, heading toward the light. Sprouting leaves. The energy feels so good as you get a little taller, another layer wider. Your branches reach up to your god, the Sun, like hands with fingers spread wide.
You can't move on your own, but the wind pushes you, bending you. Sometimes a branch breaks off and you feel a little less energy, but you can grow another branch. Sometimes those old branches stop producing anyway and need to fall off. Make room for new growth.
In Winter your leaves drop off after you pull all the sugar inside, storing it for the Spring. In Spring you sprout new leaves and grow.
Warm and cold and warm and cold. The cycle continues.
Now you are a mature tree, your branches reaching way up in the sky, and you feel energy all around you, basking in it.. Your life is amazing, beautiful and ancient. You can talk to your neighbours, feel what they feel, pass your feelings to them.
Animals live in your branches, and bugs are always around, digging holes, using your bark as protection from the cold. A place to lay eggs and grow their own families.
This is your life, simple and powerful.