Note that in the beginning when he is simply playing in the tree and not taking physical materials from her and going away, he seems genuinely happy. The boy was only truly happy with the tree. giving someone everything they think they want won't necessarily make them happy.Ģ. It sounds like the tree gave him what he WANTED, but it turned out to not be what he NEEDED in order to be happy.ġ. Then he returns, and I get the sense that if the boat had carried him to happiness, he wouldn't have returned to the tree.
I think it's important to note that the boy asks for a house so he can have a family, and THEN says he wants a boat to sail away by himself. If the boy truly loved the tree back, he would refuse to take so much from it- he wouldn't be able to stand the tree being cut down to a stump. Are we meant to be unhappy? What a sad thought. And yet it can't be denied that the beauty expressed in the poem's depiction of selflessness is so powerful, it exemplifies the most absolutely beautiful things about life. This is the nature of human desire, as well as human love. Neither boy nor tree can see the *real* world. The tree wants to stop the passage of time and hold on to world as it exists only in memory. And the tree, in its own way, is seeking too. The receiver is also unsettled, unhappy, unsure. Everyone wants to give to someone - a child, a lover, even the ego - endlessly, but the receiver might not respond as we want. Every one of us is both the boy and the tree. Giving and receiving can be multiplied endlessly. It investigates happiness between giver and receiver, and how fleeting happiness can be for both. This poem is not about the boy at all, but about happiness and selflessness. This is a wonderful poem, and people who can't see past the environmental and moral aspect are far too egotistical. "well, an old stump is good for sitting and resting "I don't need very much now," said the boy. "I want a house to keep me warm," he said. "I am too busy to climb trees," said the boy. But the boy stayed away for a long time.Īnd she said, "Come, Boy, climb up my trunkĪnd swing from my branches and be happy."
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