little yellow leaf

this tree, middle of the city.

i‘ve been returning loads of times, to commune silently, to share some joy, some grief, for solace. to listen, to be inspired, to feel. tree singing into the lungs of barely noticing passersby. tree holding space, sharing rumours of the city winds and their love stories.

today, meeting one bright yellow leaf, lost, fallen, hopeful in its promise of the coming spring. it is meant to nurture green grass that will freeze soon. instead it met iron above concrete. will it complain? is this a painful process of separation, or rather a dance, or maybe both? most probably it is something entirely different, the human yearning for tainting everything with some kind of sense too powerful. surrendering to the not-knowing, relief.

being touched to the core. again experiencing how ordinary moment is being turned into prayer.

♥️🌿

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