Everyday. Every single day I watched how big the tree was. How magnificent that. One day just like that I climbed it. That day everything changed. Neither was the tree same to me nor was I anymore.

One moment before, I knew nothing of it. And then, all of a sudden, I knew this was it. The most amazing thing. I could feel the whispers, I could feel all the dimensions possible. I could define it. I could call it Love

Wounds are wounds. Scars are scars. They can heal but not vanish.