Wisdom for the broken 💔

As I hide away in the forest as I sometimes do, I sit below a Oak tree letting my anxiety pass oñ through ... To escape from my own thoughts I focus in on all I see, By the time hours have passed I'm in deep talking to the old Oak tree... It started with a question of all the years had past all the life's ole Oak had seen , What wisdom could be shared to me ? since I been living a crazy life not knowing what lyes between ... So many years have passed me by though I'm far from feeling accomplished or content , Even though my life had been many journeys I do not know where it went .... Feeling sorry for myself for being lost the Oak's words came to me so softly spokeñ , You must focus on where all your roots should be planted and not your limbs and marks that make you feel so broken .... Life is not promised to all a easy task we must learn from Our own dibre, Choose wisely in what you plant your roots iñ what truly is may not be what you want to truly see. ..... You see true wisdom is knowing for what you sow is what you reap , A life for a broken defeated soul is because there roots were not planted deep...... Written after many storms by Amanda G Fowler