Tree of Life

The deeply wooded forest broke open quite suddenly and abruptly to a massive clearing, the open space a solid twenty feet encircling a singular tree that stood towering above the others. It's leaves seemed to sparkle in the sunlight that shone down on the tree, as if putting a spotlight on one of God's greatest creations. The wood was hard and thick, and when pried loose revealed thick and flowing sap that sprung forth unendingly. Beneath the ground, its roots spread for miles, reaching out and touching the roots of all the trees that surrounded it in the forest, as if both drawing from them and giving them energy in return.

Birds rested on its branches only momentarily, not because they found it unsuitable, but because as they rested in its shade they became near instantly reinvigorated, feeling the need to take wing once more and fly off to explore the vast world that they lived in. Animals roamed and played in its grove, regardless of age, as though they were reminded of what it was like to be a babe once again, to play all day and sleep all night and enjoy the world and its natural majesty without a care in the world.

It was rare that a human found their way to this mystical tree, to place their hand upon it, whether it be intentionally or merely to take a rest. But when they did, they found that they had a new look at life. Visions of the world rushed through their minds as they rested their hands on the bark. They grew to appreciate the wild and plantlife around them, to understand its purpose and the things that it might want out of life. It let them see how they could be helpful to the life and lives around them, and how in return those lives could help them. How being one with the world would serve only  to benefit them.

And silently, deeply, throughout the world the trees roots continued to grow ever onward. It touched the deepest oceans and the tallest mountains, and felt the lives of those who lived amongst those places. It pushed onwards, encouraging everything it touched to do the same, to live to its fullest and to get as much as it could out of life.

And on rare occasions, when the sun sank low, and the waters were calm, and the world was going to sleep, you might be able to spot the light of the stars reflecting off of the silvery surface of a fruit, hanging on the highest branches of the tree, ready to fall and drop down to the ground. And when they touched the ground and split open, and its aroma was caught by the low blowing winds and carried over the lands and waters, happiness and love would slip into the hearts and minds of the creatures of the earth. And in the morning they would mate, and soon the world would be filled with new life once more, to go forth and continue the legacy of the planet and their parents.