"a tree in a city is like an occupied people...
surrounded and at the mercy of her captors.
yet, in her captivity she does not despair...
she reaches for the light and dances with the wind."
I've found the same applies to the boy trees.
I love this saying; yet don't recall where it's from...
it mercifully shows up in my awareness
when I start gaining inertia into
fundamentalist mind-forms.
danke baume