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[555] When Nature Speaks

Today, I saw a tree have an accident⁣
Its windshield broken by a falling object⁣
Yet it remains living amidst the progress⁣
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Today, I saw a tree have an accident⁣
It didn’t move, it didn’t scream, it didn’t honk⁣
Only stood, only rooted, only breathing.⁣
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Today, I spoke to a tree⁣
It invited me to rest⁣
Whispering to hang in there⁣
It asked me to give even when the world takes⁣
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Today, a tree saw me⁣
And I saw a tree.

Rahul Gaur

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2 responses to “[555] When Nature Speaks”

  1. This is absolutely stunning. What a powerful and moving perspective. I love how you’ve framed the tree’s quiet dignity as an “accident” it endures without the noise and fury of our human world. The progression from observing the tree, to speaking with it, to that beautiful moment of mutual recognition—”Today, a tree saw me / And I saw a tree”—is genuinely profound. It left me with a feeling of quiet hope and a reminder of the gentle wisdom that surrounds us. Thank you for sharing this.

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