Why can't we connect the branches in trees? Why are they so far apart that even if you tried to climb all the way up you would still be at the very bottom of the trunk? Why can't people understand? Why can't I understand? The tree of life in Pocahontas wasn't real. Real trees don't know the answers to everything and can't envelope all the world in their meager branches. Even the leaves on the branches are impossible. They fly this way and that, regardless to the directions of the tree. The wind takes them when they have no right to be taken away and sometimes they affect the leaves on other trees so that nothing is happy; no one wins. But when that wind comes, all the tree wants to do is hold on to the soil with its knarred, worn roots and hope that it won't get swept up, too.