The Infinite Yes
So this had been its purpose all along. The journey of the sweet sap, up, up the long veins, the birthing of the buds and their unfolding had been but a prelude.
The stretching out of the thousand leaves, their inhalation of the summer sun, the roots’ deep drafts of soil-nurtured rain were all for this.
This was the goal and its climax, this magnificent mid-October display.
Today the sky wore its deepest autumn blue. The sun poured out its radiance. The breeze came, warm and gentle, to carry fragrance and song.
And the mighty maple, its strong limbs spread wide, its trunk towering heavenward, put on its crimson robe and spoke its triumphant word, its grand affirmation, its resounding, illimitable infinite Yes.
And it filled our hearts and released all our illusions, and we knew and understood and were glad.
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