Collection: Self-portrait 1

Today I looked at the tree outside my window for a while. I don't know its species. But I felt great empathy with him. Just like me, all the leaves have fallen off. But there he is, dressed in nakedness. Upright and ready to endure the winter. Spring will fill it with green, it will be prosperous, full of life. He just strips naked to start over. So that when the right time arrives, everything is of the most powerful beauty. He and I know the importance of the cycle of life. But he was born knowing, and I learned it by falling.