- an allegorical photo essay
Look carefully. What do you see? On each branch, trunk, and root there are stories waiting to be discovered, interpreted, told. Let your imagination take wing and come along on the journey. I've been encountering trees, listening to their stories, learning from their wisdom, and witnessing much that had escaped my eyes before.
See the two robed figures below facing each other, enshrined in the bark? Here's what the taller one revealed to me:
Trunks have many stories.
Some trees invite one to cradle and dream on their branches.
Others hardly show their roots, hidden deeply in the earth.
There are roots that have strived long and hard for existence and survival.
Fair winds and storms have both left their indelible marks.
Young branches sought their off-the-beaten-path fortunes . . .
. . . before accepting and reaching up to straighter paths towards light.
Generations, despite all adversities, carry on.
Past wounds, in new hopes, are forgotten.
Time brings on change,
ideas and textures.
So long as the past and the roots are not forgotten. . .
and stories are recorded in every cherished groove.
Gashes and wounds will all heal in time.
Life, in its generations, will go on.
As long as mankind can learn from their past and maintain peace.
Füsun Atalay ~ Copyright © Will of my Own - 2012
Words and photos are property of F. Atalay.
Location: Longwood Gardens, PA.