01/01/2023
“Trees speak in a language of whispers,
of subtle glances, of flickering light. All quiet and stillness and somehow still dancing. All reaching down, digging deep, and somehow still moving closer to the sky. Their language isn't complicated, but we can't seem to learn it.
The simplicity is daunting,
the gentleness difficult for a human to grasp.
The understanding that just being
is our purpose. The realization that existing is enough.”
“What I Learned from the Trees”
by L.E. Bowman