pondering....

As I sit on my balcony, up here in my treehouse...I listen to the rain, softly coming down through the trees...I listen to the sound of rippling running water in the creek beside me..I listen to the birds and squirrels scrambling around in the leaves and dead forage...and I think about things...not about life and death, but more abstract...

I start to hear, think, see and feel, an alternate reality,  I have questions about:

Does a fallen leaf, feel the wind, as it pushes it forward?

Does the wind, feel the warmth of the sun?

Does a wave feel pain, as it crashes onto the shore?

Do weeds scream in agony, as they are yanked out by the roots?

If a tree is allowed to grow, will it ever stop?

When raindrops fall, do they feel the impact?  does the explosion hurt?

My new brain, ponders the ridiculous as if it is real....and who says its not?  I wonder about life, all life...I never use to wonder or even think about "life" until death started staring me in the eye...Now, everything is alive to me, living...a heartbeat somewhere....

Nothing is dead as long as I want to live.....