We humans have walked alongside trees throughout or time together on this Earth.
We humans have walked alongside trees throughout our time together on this Earth. Witnessed together. Endured together. Survived fires. Plagues. Ice. Survived cooler to warmer to cooler to warmer climates as continental plates skate around the globe. Trees and humans have adopted our own unique survival strategies along life’s way. We use each other; we help each other. Yet here we all are on this fine blue-sky day. Goldfinches sing from high branches, bees browse the flowers, a woodpecker drums for insects. The setting sun slips behind a nearby hill and throws an upward slant of light into the trees, illuminating a pollen-laden oak canopy in golden glory. Solace comes from sitting amongst the trees, and remembering that they have been through so much more than us humans. Do they judge how we humans react to difficulties? I think not. The trees have lifted my dark angst of past weeks into a higher place, where it disburses like some ephemoral nothing into a warm evening breeze. ~K