{"id":2674,"date":"2021-06-28T17:28:57","date_gmt":"2021-06-28T21:28:57","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/?p=2674"},"modified":"2021-06-28T17:28:57","modified_gmt":"2021-06-28T21:28:57","slug":"stand-tall","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/?p=2674","title":{"rendered":"Stand Tall"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"><b>Stand Tall\u00a0<\/b><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cStand tall\u201d, she says. \u201cFor you need to grow.\u201d\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cReach deep,\u201d she adds.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cFor in the depths you will find your strength. Be one with us all,\u201d she concludes.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">For an old woman, Mother sure does talk a lot. But she is correct. I am small and weak, for I am new. I bend with every gust of wind that hits me. This is not strength. So I dig deep. I reach down as far as I can and drink from the waters that flow. From there, I get sustenance.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u00a0<\/span> <span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I reach high into the sky and stretch and as the waters flow through my veins; the sun calls to me and I grow.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">There is much sound around me calling for me to exist and flourish.\u00a0 The animals ask for their shelter. The hoot owls and other birds demand my protection and support. Yet, I am still small. So I dig deeper and reach higher.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">As time passes, I grow. I fill out and become strong. I become one with all around me as do my brothers and sisters. And Mother continues to watch over us all.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She continues with her song of growth and beauty and I finally find the notes to harmonize with her and join in.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I am not alone, there are more like me. We each branch out and touch the sky and share our bounty with each other. For it is our role to continue to safeguard this place. This place that others wish to save from the cruelty of the ignorant.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u00a0It is our place on this planet to build and live in harmony. So we grow and share with all.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The rings of time follow me as I age and more and more of us become part of this expanse.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">With us comes hope. With us comes life. With us comes a future that we can all live in. For I am TREE.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Stand Tall\u00a0 \u201cStand tall\u201d, she says. \u201cFor you need to grow.\u201d\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cReach deep,\u201d she adds.\u00a0 \u201cFor in the depths you will find your strength. Be one with us all,\u201d she concludes. 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