Holding On

Sometimes the capacity to imagine a future that has yet to become reality is both a blessing and a curse.  Nonetheless I am glad that my personality is hard-wired with such a skill.  I came across the picture below and was left spellbound by the inherent message contained in it.

It looks as if the tree with its overstretched limbs will give way at any moment and the tree will perish as it crashes to the rocks below.  No one could argue with that assessment; the picture clearly shows the stress and the exposed roots dangling beneath the tree with nowhere to go and nothing to hold on to.

Look closer – only the roots hanging from the bottom of the tree are withered and fading.  The roots hanging on, even if only by a thread, are darker and alive.  The tree has green leaves and its bark is still dark too.  Only the lower right part of the root system is decayed.

I see hope; I see healing; I see life.  I see a chance to survive.  This photograph says Hold On.