I became a Tree

Let's be honest, as much as I wanted to enjoy the labyrinth this evening, I did not.  Okay, I lied. It was an okay walk. All I could focus on was not freezing to death and not slipping on ice. There were some frozen patches of ice on the path to the center of the labyrinth, so it was not exactly the easiest thing to walk on, especially with my 3-inch boots on. Besides that, everything else remained the same. The ground felt the same, the cold was still there, and the tree behind the labyrinth was also there as well. I found myself rushing to the center of the labyrinth, completely ignoring the purpose it served. At least the air smelled nice under my cold breath for a brief second. I guess the chilly wind was not all that bad. I liked the way it seeped through my hair, making it flow in every direction.  I felt like I was starring in a dramatic movie and all I needed was some soft background music to mesh everything in. The big, old tree behind the labyrinth probably did not like the wind as much as I did. One of my favorite quotes is said by Bruce Lee, "Notice that the stiffest tree is most easily cracked, while the bamboo or willow survives by bending with the wind." I realized that I embodied a characteristic of a bamboo or willow for that brief second. I allowed myself to focus on how beautifully the wind was hitting me, instead of thinking about how cold it was. I guess the labyrinth did serve its purpose after all.