Wednesday, November 14, 2007

We Are Left To Remember Its Branches

What she saw"The two of us looked out at the blue sky, the bare chestnut tree glistening with dew, the seagulls and other birds glinting with silver as they swooped through the air, and we were so moved and entranced that we couldn’t speak. Nearly every morning I go to the attic to blow the stuffy air out of my lungs, from my favorite spot on the floor I look up at the blue sky and the bare chestnut tree, on whose branches little raindrops shine, appearing like silver, and at the seagulls and other birds as they glide on the wind. As long as this exists, I thought, and I may live to see it, this sunshine, the cloudless skies, while this lasts I cannot be unhappy."

-Anne Frank, in her Diary


1 comment:

karie said...

So very sad. The article says a sapling from the tree will replace it. That seems really fitting. And a good symbol of how time passes - along with people and trees.