Photo by Fine Gardening Magazine

I am so grateful to live in the age of trees.

Trees hold the Earth and sky together. 

Fungi hold trees together.

I hold myself together.

But sometimes I slip through my fingers.

I would like to be well rooted.

I would like to connect to others through a mycelial network.

I would like to branch out toward the sky.

I would like to breath and by breathing provide others with the air to breath.

But sometimes I forget to draw in nutrients.

Sometimes I forget which way to grow.

Sometimes I can’t feel my connection to others.

Sometimes I forget that I am beautiful. 



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