Tribute to an old friend

by Emily Jelliffe

Good-bye Spirit Tree When I was in grade five, my job was to draw a humongous tree for the class mural. Although I wasn’t very good at drawing, I had a knack for making branch upon branch extend to fill the empty page. That’s how I like the naked sky to be: lined with veins of life, dancing with leaves and blossoms. It thrills me to look up and see the umbrella above vibrant with colour, changing with the seasons, and pure in it’s stance, whether stark or full. I like to observe the canopy reaching and growing and blooming with beauty. I like it to emphasize the fullness, bounty and strength that life gives us. I like how submerged in the present moment it is and how it causes me to surrender to this moment too.