Not far from my family home...

Not far from my family home...

7.15.2014

Not far from my family home there is a Siamese tree. It came from one seed but divided into two stems. I do not know for how long this one-divided-tree has been standing there. However I do know that the two halves formed a unison and fooled pass byers with a perfectly shaped crown so that their aberration was concealed. This year upon my yearly return to Sweden, as I strolled the gloomy landscape upon the graveled pathway, barely separated by the fields, I saw that one of the two halves is dying. And with its death the symmetry of its abnormality is ultimately revealed.

I marvel at the dying half, and somewhat it saddens me, while secretly I wonder, what of next year? - If the living half will bloom and overgrow the deceased? - If it will enclose the stiffening twigs with new live branches and hide the darkening flaking bark with sprouting green leaves? Or if it will stand in an everlasting withering embrace, and once again seem whole, only within death...?

randomly scribbled thoughts

and observations

by me