
“There is necessary wisdom in the give-and-take of nature – its quiet agreement and search for balance. There is an extraordinary generosity.” Suzanne Simard, Finding the Mother Tree: Discovering the Wisdom of the Forest
There is something so persevering and calm about trees.
As we bomb, they grow. As we pollute, they grow. As we burn, they grow. As we flood, they grow. As we cause the seasons to slip and change, they grow.
They are the constant, quiet witnesses to our chaos, adapting through their roots to our calamities. Thankfully they seem determined to hold on, steady as pillars while we panic.
Perhaps they are smiling to themselves now, for surely they can see us digging and planting and praying at their feet – praying that they will not abandon us, praying that they will come back in their multitudes to clean our air, praying that they will continue to give us shelter as they have always done, praying that we are not too late to turn to them for help … again.
Copyright Georgie Knaggs & The Phraser 2023

