�Aren�t you afraid?� Little Tree asked.
�Of what?� Pappa Oak asked.
�Of being so big and tall! What if you fall?�
Pappa laughed. �You musn�t fear being great.�
�But, if I stay a little tree, the others will protect me.�
�Did you know, Little Tree, that I once had a sister? One day, Wind blew her right into my branches, and I held her there, slowly watching her life pass - right into others.
�She gave homes to animals, insects, moss and vines. Why, your very roots thrive in her detritus.
"Remember that life begets life, only. Even, in death.�