In the middle of the forest it stands: an imposing beech tree, robust and majestic, as if in charge of everything that lives under its branches. With a trunk that has stood the test of time, it towers high above its smaller companions. Its presence exudes a soothing authority, as if it guards the rhythm of the forest and holds its secrets safely within.
Each season paints a new chapter in his life story. In spring, he adorns himself in a cloak of fresh green leaves, while in summer he offers refuge to those seeking coolness in his shade. Autumn turns him into a work of art of golden and copper-coloured leaves, sparkling like jewels in the soft sunlight. And in winter, stripped of all its splendour, it shows the world its bare but proud silhouette - a reminder of the power of resilience.
This giant, which probably took root long before we were born, exudes timelessness and strength. Its branches stretch out like arms, protective and inviting. He is not just another tree, but a living reminder of the eternal cycle of growth, decay and rebirth.
Anyone walking past him cannot help but pause for a moment. For this watchman of the forest invites you to listen - not with your ears, but with your heart.
My name is Gerry van Roosmalen, photographer and author with a passion for images and stories that touch. After years in the corporate world, I followed my heart and chose photography in 2002. I completed the Fotovakschool in Apeldoorn, specialising in portrait and reportage photography.
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