​The wind blows.
Dead things fall away.
The tree stands.
​

Have you lost something?
Or... everything?
I have.

Observing the way trees gracefully release what's dead,
generously offer what's nourishing, and
resolutely stand in bad weather
helps me deeply, and daily.

You can just silently watch, admire and add trees
as modern-day mentors,
incapable of deceit or manipulation.

The simple teaching of trees
is pure, profound and healing.

(Don't get me started on their fruit!)