I see.
I saw a tree among others.
Different in its right, but like the rest.
It stands small, but proud.
His neighbors, tall and large, overshadow his existence.
Undaunted he stands his ground.
He waits.
He waited for the sign.
The Sun was to come up and shine on him alone.
Those around him taunted him for such a belief, but unwavered, he waited to see his destiny unfold.
It comes.
It came in the morning.
A day like all the rest, only difference was in the feeling it caused.
It came like a silent storm.
It wrestled its rays passed the fathers and brothers and found the single tree.
The other.
The other ray only he could see was as bright as his own.
He knew what it meant but he know that he wasn't meant to see, only feel.
For a tree, to feel is the ultimate pleasure.
Surrounded by many and being alone, he know exactly what pain it gave.
But now, he knew he was not alone.
Forever to feel two where once stood one.