The Beautiful "Dumb" Tree....explained

So, I feel that, after living here in this little apt. for just over one week, I need to 'correct' an earlier blog. One called 'Our View' wherein I refer to the tree just outside our window (carefully obstructing our view of the glorious ocean) as (and I quote) "Dumb Tree"

I have noticed that our little dumb tree is only dumb, because she lacks the ability to speak.

There she stands, day and night, rain and shine, through ocean gales and the cool winter sun, holding her own against a natural world that shows no mercy to her perilous place.
I may be unhappy too, if I were cemented and asphalted into a bluff, precariously perched, never to move, my roots, growing deep -- hidden beneath city ash and apartment parking lot.
all the while standing.
Sheltering birds of all colors in my branches. Looking out one way at the ocean, yet never being able to get closer. Overseeing the humanity that lives around me and beside me, never being able to say what is ingrained in my heart. Never being able to shed tears when I'm sad or smile when I'm happy. Just standing, and trying to grow all while being blown about with wind and time.


I've decided to love our little tree, which stands, everyday, looking into our window, a reminder in one way, of how resilient God's creation is, how perfect he makes things, and how we humans try to contain and restrain it for our own benefit. And in the other way, to remember how our faith is to be that of a mustard seed. That, even though it is the smallest of all seed, it grows into a tree, rooted in God and faith, and allowing birds of all colors, to rest in it's branches.

("The Mustard Seed" artwork copy write A.Huzil 2006)