When wisdom matters, when sowing and reaping, when grafting is necessary?
In the process you lose precious things, the void fills again, see this as the cycle of nature.
The tree is you, how deep the roots you grow. How resilient is your trunk, how do the sap flows, how do you want to shape your reach in the wind?
Can you look back with satisfaction when you see the brown leaves falling in a heap? Do you provide sufficient sun space to the young shoots next to you? A good story is like an old tree. The thought of vulnerability to fire and drought remains a given, don’t let it stop your leaf from unfolding. Eating caterpillars also serve their purpose.
Listen to the wise owl, enjoy every nest. Endure the pain when a couple in love connect their names and hearts on your chest. A second trunk can also grow from a lonely trunk. Together you are a beautiful forest, providing fresh air, hope and a safe home for many.
© Enisoor
Grief is the comforting mother of movement, it allows feel flow & tears from insight…
